I like you cause you're you
If you weren't you i might not like you
I want to know your day
I'll maybe tell you bout my trifles
Satan shooting at me
He's been aim with a rifle
I abstained from all these cycles
That aren't good for my survival
Smoking cigarettes I tried it once
And blazed the box
Never arrested by the cops
And never even touched a rock
Still I fear I'm am a lost one
They'll support me when i'm locked up
Not young or died because the devil shot him
Being genuine
I'm just being genuine
Shoplift get locked up
Or the inevitable reSidue
Left from the running and jumping
Had up and scuffed your shoe
Baby has been cutting school
What has gotten up with you
Ain't the love enough to rough it out
Or is it nothing new
You been breaking all the rules
Really who you talking to
Now watch me swing this belt
And i wont stop until it's marking you
What am I to do
As a parent
If I feel that I am embarrassed
That's less than the point
They need a lesson that's apparent
Gotta be Transparent
Children aren't a product so it's not what you should sell them
It's what you're sharing
Treat them as a good addition
That's the up and up position
Of the ones within submission