Ok, uh huh, moving on man, we moving on man

Another day in the life of a Dad

Check em, look, uh

I'm on that Dad shit, just here to let you know, my kids are mad sick, I'm trying not to catch their cold

They got toys, I gotta put em together, that little mothafuckin drone thing took me forever

Amazon Prime, Wife is on a shopping spree, package at the door every day, what'd we hit the lottery?

I be in the bathroom, she thinks I got diarrhea, I don't even have to poop, I just hide in there

Saturday's I use to hit the club till three, now it's another kids party up at Chuckie Cheese

I'm puffin' weed, yes I'm rolling grams still, kids outta bed "what's that smell?", its a candle

Now get back in there and finish your show, and they keep getting out, are they listening? No

Victoria Secret, she gonna wear that now, instead she wakes me up like "you hear that sound"

No I didn't, ain't you hear me sawing wood?

Speaking of that, when's the last time you saw my wood?

The things hard and she ain't got no interest, she would rather sit there on her Pinterest

My free time, I use to spit bars first, now I'm in the back probably doing yard work

Other kids parents, what a bunch of nerds, This is Trevor's Father, what a fuckin' herb

I gotta sit there and act like I'm cool with you, if you can't talk sports, I ain't got no use for you

Soccer Mom's, you'd think they'd be a piece of ass, but they all look spent like they need a nap

The Dad life, I think that I summed it up, you propose to your girl, man you fuckin' up

You don't matter now, that's that Dad shit

The Wife is madder now, that's that Dad shit

You getting fatter now, that's that Dad shit

That's that Dad shit, that's that Dad shit

Make the kids listen, that's that Dad shit

Wife is always tripping, that's that Dad shit

Big piece of chicken, that's that Dad shit

Aye that's that Dad shit, oh that's that Dad shit