I, Testarossa

They cut bangs into my daughter
I got rhymes written on a Kindle
In some towns I'm known as gentle
In some towns I drive a rental
Bouncin' out to Sacramento
We can move to San Diego
Sometimes I look out the window
Sometimes I don't go by gentle

Bought a new car 'cause I wanted to show you
Got a new girlfriend, she 22
They cut bangs into my daughter
She don't recognize her father
She had on a flannel sweater
I told her I had to measure
I had on three-quarter leather
Lately I've been feeling better

After hours, we in a small town
She said her last name was Gale-Brown
This know-it-all calls himself handsome
Song came on, everyone starts dancin'
25 bucks put it in the jukebox
Think about my daughter, how they're cutting her locs

Those videos look like Katy Perry
Wife not there but we are married
This chick got bangs like my daughter
I ask her, does she know my daughter?
Hot air balloon, I'm returnin' home soon
Take the tug boat, I'm wavin' hello
I saw a pic what my daughter's bangs like
I can't describe what this hangs like

Man turn his back on his family, no good
But I'm good at buying people whiskey
Call up the wife like, "Baby you miss me?"
See me on the street and I might look iffy
These overalls they look like sandals
Meltin' away like they was candles

I don't mind 'cause I feel the same too
Get my act together, it's raining
Back to the wife, I'm Brutus Beefcake
Try the cheesecake
Please don't be late
Wear your seatbelt
Prepare for changes

I bought my wife trips to places
I bought my wife new computer
Lately, I been playing tuba
She been tryna do the trombone
This old crone, she stole my cellphone
Don't eat scone 'cause now I'm back home
Purple posters in the bathroom
Model Testarossa Lego
Catch me outside buying legume

I had new ambrosia loafer
Functional, soft like a roller
Talkin' to a young girl: Coca Cola
My son homework in his folder
My daughter like, "Yo, what's the hold up?"
Osceola
Clean your hole up

Desolate
Need a canteen camel
I walk in my lady's sandals
I walk like I carry candles
Can you handle this?
My bitterness? My lemon twist?
This is just my tenderness
My wretchedness
I'm a pessimist
How'd we get to this?
What a mess it is
On the precipice

I'm a poltergeist
I'm a poltergeist
I'mma say it once, I'mma say it twice
I'm a poltergeist
I'm a poltergeist
But I might return tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Avram Wolf, David Cohn
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