Lyrics Poor Me - Prof

I thought that I would have whatever I want,
Oooh oooh.
Until I turned 16 and I don′t' have a Galant.
Vroom vroom.
Meeee, poor me.
Oooh.
My mom and dad are probably gon′ have to die tonight.
Meeee, poor me.
I'm so helpless, without my allowance I think I'm useless.
Give me my money, mama.
How are you gonna let your son struggle in the mall all weekend?
Is that what you want me to do, take myself right off the deep end?
Meeee, poor me.
Somebody help me please, help me please.
I′m dying in inside, I don′t want to lose my mind.
I'm thinkin′ that maybe I'll just sit back down and cry.
I′m dying inside, I don't want to lose my mind.
I′m thinking that maybe I'll just lay back down and die.
Meeee, poor me.