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Fifth grader with a straight face singin' andrew tate's praise
Calling kids females
I help him open up his milk, let him tell me how my ilk is the reason that
The world's going to shit
Parents trying to keep alive leave him to his own devices
'Staying in at night' used to mean a good thing
But he's not staying out of trouble, he's in his little bubble
Learning all the fastest ways to ruin everything
He doesn't know how bad he's gonna hurt you
He doesn't recognize all the ways he's learning to

He doesn't know anything and we tell him he doesn't
He doesn't know how bad he's gonna hurt you
He doesn't recognize al the ways he's learning to
He doesn't know anything but they're telling him something
The present freaks me out enough
But the future makes me shudder
One fresh hell after another
Maybe someday that'll stop
Or he'll grow up to be a cop
Drive like a dick

Eat like a slob
And he'll think he's doing fine
Cause it's all that he was taught
He doesn't know how bad he's gonna hurt you
He doesn't recognize all the ways he's learning to
He doesn't know anything and we tell him he doesn't
He doesn't know how bad he's gonna hurt you
He doesn't recognize al the ways he's learning to
He doesn't know anything but they're telling him something
As long as he's got his and he's got food to feed his kids

And stays out of what he's been conditioned to call
'Other people's business'
What you eat won't make him shit
Your suffering, that's not on him
Cause all that he was taught
Is all he ever did