[Intro: DJ Mykael V]
Mother or father?
He wants to know if you're the mother or the father
You my son, what do you think?
Haha, listen
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage none other than the ten time, ten time, ten time tag team champions of the world
Weighing in at about ten Ford Broncos and a plate of your mother's pasta
Give it up, the great Bambinos
Ladies and gentlemen, Social Club

[Chorus: Marty]
Good morning, today I chose violеnce
Got my black Air Forces
I Need to make bеtter choices

[Verse 1: Marty]
Uhhh, think it's too late for that (Sheesh)
I need a check, somebody tell me where the waiter at (Please)
I found God when my pastor kicked me out of church (Uh)
I won a dove on unemployment, tell me how's that work?
First to do it like Soulja Boy with the long shirt (Yuuuuu)
And if God calls you to do it, you know it's gon' work (that boy spittin)
This dedicated to everyone who said I changed
I'd rather be a hypocrite and stay the same
Ahem, my therapist knows all about you
What you think, the universe revolves around you? (unless your flat earth)
Y'all look like the Jordan meme when I come around you (Why you crying for?)
When a real one hold you down, know it's Bound 2
[Chorus: Marty]
Good morning, today I chose violence
Got my black Air Forces
I Need to make better choices

[Verse 2: Fern]
Fern, baby, you can tell by the voice switch (Huh)
You know how the boy get
Swear I'm gettin' fly as your boy get
You never heard me orate with this type of speech
Even in the air I'm never out of reach, it's me (Hoo)
And this feels so sophisticated
I could feel a soul in my soul with the syncopation
I've been through so much, I know the Father gifted me with patience (Know)
Beat could drop out, I go acapella like it's take six, ain't it
Used to ride the hooptie with the rims but I would never paint it
If you're in the game, retain it
You gon' end up leavin' jaded
They told me I'd face the music
Told me that's just entertainment
I do this for more than love, so I feel blessed when I see payment (Feel blessed)
Rapping's not my hobby, stick to yours, 'cause this here gettin' dangerous
Everybody shootin' shots but they ain't lookin' where they aimin' (What happened?)
Grief the price we pay for lovin' times, I pray we make it
Live you life and be yourself, everyone else is taken
[Outro: Fern]
Social
God always
Social Club's the best