Dad $hit

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I go by the name of AX MADWICK
Stay on some Dad shit
2 kids, no hat trick
My son playing chess, tried to teach him some tactics
Running cross country, told my daughter stay active

A pacifist, but if a kid try to step then defend yourself,
Trying to build some wealth
In a 529
In five years time will the world be fine?
In nine years time will there still be jobs?

I'm throwing hard balls ain't tossin' no lobs
They watching for your flaws
Gotta be a role model
They out in the field now, remember when they toddled.
Sibling rivalry, so I'm judge when they argue.

It's love what my heart do,
partial to my fam, I'm the man with the morals
I'm the father, provider, the hunter, leader of the pack
And I always got they back, that's my job as a dad

I'm on my dad shit, forwards not backwards
I'm the coach running drills at the practice
On my dad shit, books like scholastic
On my dad shit, feeling fantastic

I'm on my dad shit, kids wreaking havoc
Trading cards, got Pokemon and Magic
Cartoons, watching Inspector Gadget
Dad shit stitched deep in my fabric

Dad shit, watching Bowie in Labyrinth
Dad shit thinkin I should get it tatted
Dad shit got toys in my attic
Dirty words fill the blank space in the madlibs