Songbird Saturday

Wake up early cuz it’s Saturday/ got a lot of rest so I’m “A - OK”/
My son’s bugging me cuz he wants to play/ five more minutes that’s what I say/
So he pokes on my head to get me out of bed/ wake up daddy no more sleepy head/
Let’s play tag team rap instead/ then later you can take me to Uncle Fred’s/
OK let’s get cleaned up and fresh/ brush your teeth quick shower then dress/
In the best thrift shirts prefer nothing less/ put on our Chuck Taylor’s so we pass the test/
Proceed to the kitchen so we can get fed/ a little scrambled eggs and some toasted bread/
Put your plate in the sink son you heard what I said/ we’re on a rap mission like Special Ed/

It’s just another Saturday/

Try to wake Shannan by nudging her/ she sleeps like a rock ain’t no budging her/
We even tried pushing and shoving her/ it’s OK she’s mom we’re still loving her/
Now we’re on our way down to Ashtyn’s room/ figure that she’s probably gonna wake up soon/
We peek through the door to catch a quick view/ she’s standing at the foot of the crib holding a shoe/
Take her for a ride on the potty train/ clap her hands silly when we play a game/
She gets a little giggle when I call her name/ then takes off just as fast as she came/
That little bitty bugger’s got some wheels no doubt/ run around in circles like she’s chasing a mouse/
Then tries to climb up on top of the couch/ gobble, gobble, gobble coming out of her mouth/
Yeah I’m real proud of this itty bitty girl/ she’s a really big part of my itty bitty world/
Her mother does her hair in some itty bitty curls/ you can see my daughter dance with an itty bitty twirl/
Never really know what she’s gonna say next/ likes to draw circles over any stray text/
Everyday I pray that my God will stretch/ the path of my fatherhood and call it blessed/

It’s just another Saturday/

Mama’s awake what a great concept/ hope she feels good from a great night’s rest/
She can watch Ashtyn so we can jet/ don’t worry cuz she’s already been changed and fed/
She has my heart and she knows this/ I married her so we could grow this/
Have love for her in big doses/ with a smile and a hug we rub noses/
So close this door me and my son hit the road once more/ stepping real cool with our Chuck Taylor’s/
Walking down Songbird Drive for sure/ Forney, Texas see Fred at his door/
We’re like a rap duo that went on tour/ like to write raps that get down to the core/
My 7 year-old’s been free-styling since four/ already released let’s record one more….more…more/

It’s just another Saturday/