DADDY from NATHAN by brotherkenzie

nobody calls me daddy sadly
and nobody sends me nudes anymore
but i saw your ass last night when you hung up
and i wonder what you did that for?

you only crack me up when i’m wasted
i usually hate the sound of your voice
i hit you up because i thought you were dying
but now we’re in love and i don’t have a choice

what do i know?

roses are red and bruises are yellow
i like to be so fucking blue
you run the board on using your mouth
while i run away from needing to

i’m working on my three-a-days you
beat me to the punch on everything
used to think things i shouldn’t say like,
“you used to cheer at football games”

what do i know?

you ask to see my morning wood so
i text you back my evening scene
people agree that you’re bat shit crazy
so i dial back my tendencies

nobody calls me daddy

• Folk
• Saint Paul