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I love my kids, that part forever true
Would die for my babies, know I'd do what I do
But some days, they twist every nerve in my spine
Talk back, make a mess, they act like it's fine
I just got home, now the house sound like war
One wants a snack, the other kick down the door
I'm countin' to ten, tryin' not to explode
Then somebody ask me for the Wi-Fi code
I love my kids, but they get on my last damn nerve
Missin' on my peace, yeah, they push every curve
Need a little space, need a minute, need a break
Sometimes a good parent gotta say it with a shake
Fuck them kids then I hug them right back
Clean up the toys and we right back on track
Love them to death but they sure know how to clown
I swear these little people run the whole damn town
Lunch on the floor, juice on the couch
Somebody crying loud while I'm trying to count
Bills on the table, my patience on thin
And they askin' me questions like, when we eat again?
I'm tired, I'm stressed, but I still hold it down
Do the best I can while they tear up the house
The one little smile and my whole mood change
That's how love works when you dealin' with strangers
I love my kids, but they get on my last damn nerve
Nessun in my piece, yeah, they push every curve
Need a little space, need a minute, need a break
Sometimes a good parent gotta say it with a shade
Fuck them kids, then I'll hug them right back
Clean up the toys when we right back on track
Love them to death, but they sure know how to clown
I swear these little people run the whole damn town, yeah
I trade my last breath for my little crew
But tonight they wild, so you know what I gotta do
Take a deep breath
Laugh so I don't yell
Carin' life hard
But I love to miss hell
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