So tell me...When The Fuck Did I Start Caring About Your Feelings!?!
As far as I can remember, I automatically just did what a man is supposed to do
Provide for my family, never practicing disappearing daddy magic tricks
Working mad hours of overtime, come home and yeah! I did expect you to ride this dick!
As long as bills were paid, gas turned on and the lights cut on from a finger flick
I wasn't tryna hear no bullshit excuses, about you being too tired or too sick
Not Every Fuckin Day!!
Hell Naw! No Gawt Damn Way!!
I wanna put my Fat Albert in those buns...
Soo Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!!!
I'm never too tired to hear the childrens blues
Or about the new video games, and up to date shoes
Taking them on nice long hikes
Rolling on journeys with rollerblades and bikes
The only thing I didn't do was play baseball or fly kites
So when its time to get laid...You Know What The Fuck I Like!
Thats the only damn time I turn into a real selfish bastard
I just wanna twist it, and turn it, like that shit was elastic
So stop holding out, or things are gonna get drastic
Don't make me look for a Stunt Cunt...And I don't have to give paper or plastic
You know my back strokes are Olympic, cause the pipe-games far from simplistic
So when I tell you to Bite It, Suck It, Don't Sip It, Put Spit Wit It!
MUTHA-FUK WHAT YOU FEELIN!!!
I DO MY MAN JOB TOTALLY, SO YOU BETTA GET SICK WIT IT!!!