tough stuff diamond in the rough
it's about time to earn your shine
oh woe, you broke-back buck
this finder's fee says you're mine
delusions that you'll be better??
why, simply mankind's design
my makers did me wrong
I ended up just fine
I've told you all along...
that's why I'd had decide
I'd always do you better,
just take one for my pride
I'll have to deem you worthless
lest you fulfill your purpose
rid me of begotten guilt
born far before your time
you may think fathers are a bother
well son, what bothers me
is simply, that you're mine
maybe when you're older
you'll realize this boulder
is just too much to shoulder
when you know passing it on,
will never be a crime.
