Have you ever waited an waited against the fence
I have,my son keeps listening to dat 50 cents
do I gotta write a sign,is askin him to do a chore a crime
He don't take out the trash his butt is mine
all this commotion about emotions run's deep as spankings explodin
My tempers flarin Im'a single parent he ain't carin get ta going
Not takin your crap I'll give you hell as long as I'm breathin
I'll whup you butt in the morning and ground you in the evening
I don't want any wisecracks out your mouth
It ain't my fault your mooma left down south
You can flick your finger at me an din I'll smack you all about
Look at me now I bet your probably sick of me now
well who's yo daddy now?
Chorous-I'm soryy poppa,I never meant to overwork you,I never meant to make you mad but tonight I'm takin out the garbage.
You got a jungle in your closet
you thought that I wouldnt know it
so before I send you to your room grab the door and close it
Your gonna exspose it,I'll take you back to when you were 3
before you wanted movies or a cd
You were a baby and quiet for a couple of months
Your hustler mother must have had her thong in a bunch
cause she split,she didnt even say goodbye
well I knew we'd get bye
I look at you an say go outside
Even if I hated yo pal tim,I'd grit my teeth an say get outta my
house all you do is drink soda an eat cake
don't try sleepin it's fake go outside an go get the rake
now tie that bag in a bow
will you stop watchin the chapelle show
Chorus
Now I would never spank my own son just to get recognition
take out the garbadge an I won't be dissin
put yo self in my place,just try to envision
witnessin your son sayin his chores hes dismissing
an leavin a mess in the kitchin
ya whole life you was told to clean up an you wouldnt
I'd slap you upside the head you said you couldn't
You say is that the reason youmistreated me pa
just cause you couldnt even keep mamma
but guess what I'm older now ain't my fault that your lonely
you say I'm too boney
I say oh your big now you think that your beatfal
Clean up this house or I'll announce yo funeral
see what peeves me the most is you won't say your wrong
So you tried puttin out a song
how dar you try to get money you didn't do $&!# to get
your selfish son ya know we aint rich
remember when rover left and you wish it was me
well your butt is mine if ya don't turn off that tv