Dad Bod Blues (feat. The Rose & MC Todd)

You know I like it soft In case you didn't now you know You can keep your chiseled chest For the likes of Fabio When I'm feeling on my man I like the feeling of the dough So you other bitches split This daddy's for the Rose Been popping propecia praying For follicle correction I Got my hair but now I can't hold an errection Sprained when I sprang When I strained to spray a nut In da cut-out-tube-sock jizz-mop Shoulda stopped At the twelve minute mark When the porno went dark And I'm barely half hard But I pushed on Then threw out my back Hot flash, cold sweat, leg cramp Sheer heart attack I'm goo goo for Gaga Like I'm coo coo for Coco Puffs I like it rough Pumice soap when I stroke Its pastrami and salami Like I'm Joey Tribbiani I be bangin my own head In hopes that I become a prodigy They say, Conkie you perverted What does your mama think Well mama yeah she know She used to wash all my sheets Was it pizza for breakfast Or 20 years of booze Was it smokin' all that chronic Or the late night fast food Could it been all these kids Or hanging my rock n' roll shoes Whatever it is, I got Them Dad Bod Blues Yo, I'll be coming out the cut With a hella rusty strut MC Todd got the nod, but he never gave a fuck Hairs on fleek, under armor feet Ice pack taped around both my aging knees Stopped smoking trees, hooked on CBD's Arthritic critic did it like a dad bod G We're the sexy men on hella nexium I'm the don of the john and I'm always wreckin' em' Note to mf-self, you're never mf-stealth, Not a shock that the doc, pulled my stock off the shelf Aaachoo, yeah, I think I blew out my back My pants fell down and I'm all ass crack As a matter of fact fam I'm back to the john Four minutes later like I just ain't gone XL fonts man on my phone Throw the old man the old dog bone Dance karaoke like I'm Joey Fatone Once again, I got that nod Its a god damn shame I got that old dad bod Was it pizza for breakfast Or 20 years of booze Was it smokin' all that chronic Or the late night fast food Could it been all these kids Or hanging my rock n' roll shoes Whatever it is, I got Them Dad Bod Blues