Unsurprisingly this is shamelessly juvenile, but 'it's what it is
Butt Baby
I asked your mom
Where babies come from
And she just said
from love
But your old man
chimed in all like
wait hold up
She's full of shit
And that's all wrong
So listen up
Some babies come from sloppy pulling out
Some babies come from blowjobs gone too long
Some come from one drink going south
And some some some are like my son
And you know he's a butt baby
And I don't mean maybe
Might've swam a long way
To make somebody so lazy
But he's still a butt baby
He was born a butt baby
And he'll die a butt baby
Cuz he's just a butt baby
With a runny boss and glasses on
He Mary Poppins'ed from his mother's bum
At least I think that's how it went
But it's a little bit hazy
With the drugs that I was on
And with the one eye kinda lazy
And he's not a bit alright
And he's never not not not wrong
His prom date was a pipe
And now he's married to a bong
Now his leaving late at night
And his melon smelling's why
My strongest inclination's
That he's cheating cuz he's vaping
Cuz you know he's a butt baby
And I don't mean maybe
Might've swam a long way
To make somebody so lazy
But he's still a butt baby
He was born a butt baby
And he'll die a butt baby
Cuz he's just a butt baby
https://m.soundcloud.com/rhys-rj-fraser/sets/on-a-song-that-i-wrote
