The Power of Fatherhood

I am at home
I am at home
I am at home
And i’ll fuck you so hard
I am at home
I am at home
I am at home
And i’m wanting more
I get the best for me
Just me and my kids
Home, home, home
And i’ll fight you over every little bit
And i say oh
La di da la di da di da ah
Home, home, home
Is she speaking for a reason
Where is the evidence for me
I want your hands up high
Up over your head
And your waving your arms waving your arms
Looking like a hometown whore
Waiting on the bedroom floor
Absolute trust
Kept us going
In the right direction
Will making war
And demanding more
You get the best from you
Just you and youre kids
And were fighting over every little bit