Lad's Dependence Dad's Hope

You fool, you're stupid
Your brains are a pool of some liquid
You're an utter waste
Of time and space
Of money spent and food drained
You worthless fool, in my time
We never had any mo-bile
(I know! That's why you were im-mobile)
At least it's better than you
Living your life in-mobile
In my time, we had to walk around
With a bedsheet my hand wrapped around
All we had were investments
But son?
You left me with a vest in a vent!
(You still look well off dad!)
Well off you say?
When you put yo head down on the pillow
Don't you feel you're a bit low?
Of course you do
Constantly in your room couped
Up just seein' yo wall!
Just lift yo head up son!
And look at those kids outside
Playing with a ball
Oh isn't that offside?
You're constantly on yo
God damned phone
Doing nothing,
Is that Al Capone?
(No dad it's Joker)
Joker huh
Why put that as yo wallpaper son,
When you got yourself a mirror?
Just shut your phone up, here!
You'll see yourself much better
(For once dad, I agree with you)
SHUT UP kid and listen
'Cause yo syllabus one big mission
Forget yo syllabus son...
I asked you to come number 1
(I DID!)
What do you mean you did!?
'Cause you definitely came first
from the f*#king LAST!
(HUH! DAD?!!!)



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Writer(s): Akhil Nonavinakere Sampath
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