Yea, yea man, remember being single?

Didn't have shit to do, did ya?

You thought you were busy, huh?

Shit changes though man

Look, having kids is cool but there's a lot of shit to do

I just wanna sit on my ass, yes this is true

"If you're gonna load the dishwasher then do it right" that's what I gotta listen to, I am friggin' screwed

I gotta put together toys, look at all these friggin' screws

Now I gotta go into the garage and get the tools, sometimes I get confused, sometimes I get the blues

When I was single I was living by different rules, now I gotta be someone else like I was in an interview

Before I was sippin' brews, twistin' huge blunts, rippin' boobs

Weekends, I use to go spit wordplay, rap, now on the weekends I'm at a kids birthday

If you take a quick survey, find out I'm yelling fuck the world, even when it's Earth Day

My man got no kids, he just drove by here, he's like "well I got two dogs" now you got no idea

I gotta change this diaper, please hold my beer

No time for the barbers, I can barely comb my hair, oh I swear

I just bicker wit them boys, shit'll get destroyed, I'm tripping over toys

Clean up the room, you can have a Chips Ah-fuckin'-oh

Very little time to do the shit that I enjoy

You got the word by the balls, all the girls'll just call

But it's different, now you a Dad

This shit was the bomb, you could do whatchu want

But it's different, now you a Dad

You had nothing to do, you at the club till it's two

But it's different, now you a Dad

Then you made you some kids, but wouldn't trade it for shit

It's just different, cause now you a Dad

Yo Usher Raymond, he thinks he got it fuckin' bad, It's to the point I get excited just to cut the grass

Get some fresh air, it's so pathetic, kids in the house repeatin' shit like a broken record

But I'm the Dad, gotta pretend it's copacetic, Mom gets all the glory, they never throw us credit

And the dough, forget it, use to have money to blow, now that I got kids, that shit's running real low

Friday night, ya man, I use to get BJs, now I'm up in BJs, shopping like a cheapskate

Weekends, they don't ever let us sleep late, they up in out bed at six in the morning for fuckin' pete sake

And the wife use to want to hum me all nude, now she's like "you're fucking so rude, always touching my boob"

Feel like I haven't got that shit in seventy weeks, I got shit going on, I need a pressure release

The way I rap, I should be in Executive Suites, instead I'm watching my kids, they watching Sesame Street

Or Bubble Guppies, that songs stuck in my head, I love em to death but can't wait to tuck em in bed

And crack a dubbie, they're the best thing to happen to me, but is this shit difficult, absolutely

You got the word by the balls, all the girls'll just call

But it's different, now you a Dad

This shit was the bomb, you could do whatchu want

But it's different, now you a Dad

You had nothing to do, you at the club till it's two

But it's different, now you a Dad

Then you made you some kids, but wouldn't trade it for shit

It's just different, cause now you a Dad