Kid Stuff

You've got your problems and you want to make them mine

You want our money and our precious time

You're always late and you wouldn't spare a dime so

I don't want to have fun with you

You'd throw your mom under the bus for a scream and a dime

You want our loyalty and trust and you want it blind

You're joking right? You're out of your mind

I don't want to have fun with you

I'm trying to keep the shit from hitting the fan

I don't have time for "I thought we were friends"