There is a storm brewing
There is a storm brewing
Spread me like a slice of toast
Your throat can handle it
Not staring, just noticing
Step up your game, boy
Parent teacher meeting
Wanna get back at your dad?
Just looking out for dad
You have to start somewhere
We'll teach you hand by hand
Get all up in my face
Movies and naked chill
Get in here and mess with it
I'll try my hardest, boss
You had plans to fly away?