When he fumbled I felt smarter than my dad But what a stupid reason to be mad That's the point of having kids, if they surpass your average? Humanity moves forward to be pissed at that is sacrilege That's why they call it raising children. They lift us up We see further than they could so we do different stuff Dad was a construction worker. I'm not that strong He suspended from a swing stage I wrote some fucking songs So let's be real, he killed it playing bass But sacrificed the dream so his baby would be safe Dude toured with Pantera, opened for Bon Jovi Probably could have made it but had to stop so how low of me To pass judgement he put the squad on his back I've never been that selfless or hardworking, matter fact Fuck everything I said. Nobody's perfect, I respect you You've always done for it for me so if you fall, I'll try to catch you