daymeus - ...for the kids lyrics
[intro: skit]
sarah: okay kids, listen up. this guy could be the one. remember what i told you: polite and proper
blake: what if he’s weird!
kara: what if he doesn’t like us?
blake: i’m not gonna call him dad. i’m not gonna call him anything actually
sarah: okay, you’re gonna call him by his name, which is daymeus. he’s a nice, caring guy. you don’t have to call him dad, just behave. first impressions are everything… i’m gonna knock now
blake: what if he’s weird, like 3 eyes and no hands?
kara: this place a little small for 3 people…
sarah: shh, here he comes
daymeus: hey guys
sarah: hey daymeus, i’m sarah
daymeus: hi, nice to finally meet you. h-llo blake. h-llo kira
sarah: well go on, say hi
blake: her names kara. not kira
kara: h-llo!
daymeus: sorry…
sarah: here’s their bags, i’ve actually gotta run. i’ve got another appointment to get to if that’s cool with you
daymeus: yeah go on, we’re good here
lady: okay, blake, kara, i wish you both the best. i know you’re in good hands. thanks so much daymeus, we’ll speak soon
daymeus: bye… so… i guess i’m your new foster dad
blake: yeah… we’ll see about that, pops
daymeus: okay…
blake: we don’t even know you. you could be a child molester for all we know
kara: —child molester!
daymeus: wow, okay. please don’t yell that. i’m not, but i guess i could tell you guys a bit about myself… if that would make you feel more comfortable
blake: we’re listening. papa
daymeus: okay…
[verse 1]
i come from a little city where it’s not real
common to hear a gat crack a crack deal
in my youth i would steal what i couldn’t afford
and vandalize what other folks could, so feelin’
rebellious, a little h-llion h-lla bent on competin’
matured quick into rap’s reprehensible demon
i’m meanin’ to deal with me is to noose whatever soul you previously had
but that’s neither here nor there
in school i was the kid, no cares, just jests
i gave a f-ck less—no, f-ck-less
never f-cked, was f-ckin’ invisible—
[skit]
blake: can you not swear so much? kara’s 8 you know
kara: 8 and a half!
blake: don’t you know any other words?
daymeus: y-yeah… o-okay, yeah, shi—my—i’m sorr—
blake: carry on
[verse 1]
i had an issue with authority
and a problem with not bein’ in control
i’d blurt outta turn in slurs and slang and curse like—fauna
a dog who chewed his chain till it broke (ruh roh)
i learned to slip under the radar as i grew, though
so puto’s left me the heck alone (kara: what’s a puto?)
then i got pushed and stepped on for bein’ a bit quiet
little did they know that i made roasts behind (where?)
closed doors since 3rd grade
mind flightless, but a bird brain
never knew i would turn that egg to this
since i’m scooby dum’s pen, right?
now they a slave to my cranium, got a master mind
now where my friends from those grades?
it’s like a search and find, i’ll bet one foots in their graves
okay, i’m glad that i waited till now to complain
you could say this is my aged wine
[skit]
blake: what are you—are you just showing how intlegent you are?
daymeus: intlegent?
kara: i didn’t understand like 90% of that
blake: that’s just cause he’s just showing off. ooh smart guy
kara: adult words, ooh
blake: can you… focus?
daymeus: o-okay…
[verse 1]
right out my senior year, was lost on what i wanted (yeah)
i started dating this chick and i swore she was the one (nah)
but after roughly 2 and a half years of on and off
and doing nothing at all, we fell apart
splittin’ my heart in pieces
and i had walked out my job, too, like a month before
so i sat alone in my room, in the dark, for weeks
20 years old, feelin’ weak
i couldn’t eat, neglected friends, tweakin’ beats
stuck in my head i… i wanted to be dead
and my cousin lived out in cali
the place i’d planned on movin’ in a year to be a writer
my fam had planted thoughts of me in a flight
they could see the signs, i ain’t sleep at night
i needed to leave toledo behind and i did
thanks to rob and blaize and mom and dad
now here i am… sorta
[skit]
blake: wow… do you mind if kara and i go talk things over?
daymeus: uh… yeah. go for it
blake: what do you think?
kara: i don’t know. that was really dark
blake: yeah. he seems kinda cold… and inappropriate
kara: i still don’t know what a puto is
blake: i don’t know… he does seem like he cares though
kara: yeah
blake: okay. we have a question
kara day-me-us!
damius: o-okay
blake: why do you want us?
damius: fair question… well…
[verse 2]
been dragged through so much dirt (dirt)
yet i’m here, still, speakin’, standin’ (yeah)
and i got some tale to tell y’all
i worked 8 years to become the man that y’all need
on the real though, i need you
cause i can vent to you
you can censor heat i don’t need
you just make me be this dude i respect
that i try to best
you gotta see, i ain’t much, yo
but if you let me, flow could lobotomize, contort minds
y’all advise while i yack the insides outta mine
i’ll take my time (yeah)
and you can take my time (take it)
here it is (here! yeah!)
ever feel i fell off (off)
take me back to this moment
i’ll hold my tongue in my throat (throat)
remindin’ there ain’t no threat that i pose (pose)
i’m here solely to free my soul, see
rest of the kicks, they cost me
so much, for y’all i went 4 g’s in debt
never bet that my budget would go so up
i woulda done anything for ya
monarchy’s in my gut
i’m all for the rules, f— yeah
lemme unload my mistakes (yeah)
and you can take all of the lessons and let me hang on to the pain (yeah)
it’s more of a curse than a blessin’
i’m bettin’ you gettin’ so restless, i am relentless
somebody pull up my hand cause the pencils
stuck on the page while i’m stuck on the fen—
[skit]
blake: —look. we’re gonna leave. it was really nice meeting you
daymeus: oh… yeah, okay. i mean i don’t want you to stay if you don’t want to
kara: you tried too hard . just like the rest
daymeus: oh… um…
blake: see ya later
kara: bye daymeus!
daymeus: wait, what about the lady that brought—oh… f-ck…
[chorus]
how can i make things worse?
words bleed through t–th, leveling
some hurt, someone please call me
help, ease these words bleeding in attempt to remedy me
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