My Dad
thats my dad
rat a tat ,rat a tat tat
let me tel u about my dad
yes hes the coolest dad in the world
we are going on a trip
yes all the boys and dad
who is this man sitting next to dad ?
why is dad holding his hand ?
tap,tap do u know your dad ?
why is mom always so sad ?
and dad always acting a bit mad ?
must be that we are always bad
why is dad not with mom anymore ,
and always holding another mans hand
why is dad not with mom anymore
must be he found a new friend
rat a tat tat ,rat a tat tat
Then we ask mom why he is always with another man
Im gay he would finally say.
He is not the coolest dad,
but all i can say is that he thaught us to pray and have faith
and let God lead the way and a church is a building that God will reject if money control the doors
rifrefforreal
Copyright © Raphael Foster | Year Posted 2017
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