You know it ain't easy bein a Dad
It's like the second hardest job you could ever have
Payin the bills and raisin your kid
Yo Dad, why don't you hit me with some gangsta shit

Bein a Dad is hard as hell
Always killin rattlesnakes takes its toll and well
I'ma give the shit up turn in my badge
Cause I'm sick of puttin' it in just one vag
Maybe roam the land and go to Tennessee
Or Seattle, I don't know, I just wanna be free
A man's gotta roam, gotta sew my oats
Another girl pregnant? I gotta go
Bein a Dad…well let me tell ya
I'm terrified of being a failure
I just booked it and never looked back
I'm sure I'll probably never regret that

And then this is the part about bein' a bridge
Bridgin' the land
This side is land, this side is land
Water in between... you're bridgin' the gap
You can drive across it or back in the old days, you walked across it
But you know it's a bridge
So this is the bridge about literally being a bridge

That's just one case of bein a Dad
If you get to know one I'm sure they're not that bad
People give them hard times, like to talk a lot of crap
Which is basically why Dads are getting this bad rap
I don't hate my Dad, I just wanted to show him
All my Pokemon cards and how I've grown
But I guess I'll make due with my fake Dad Tom
Oh, and the first hardest job is being a Mom

It ain't easy bein a Dad
That's probably why mine turned tails and ran
Maybe someplace better where it's way less crowded
Hakuna Matata, but really I doubt it
Mi casa, su casa, you no Mufasa
You's a man, not a lion, or a bear or a tiger
I don't blame you for leaving. I don't think you're a cunt
So just hit me up dad and let's smoke a blunt