Yo I can't sing…but I feel like singing. I want to fuckin' sing…cuz I'm happy…yea…I'm happy. I got my Baileys back…yo…check it out...
Verse 1
Somedays I sit pissing out the window, irritating the passers by/Sometimes I think there's nothin' to live for. I feel my mouth going dry. Sometimes I think I'm crazy. I'm crazy, oh so crazy. Why am I here? Am I just wasting my time/But then I drink my Baileys, suddenly I'm not crazy. I wanna go drink and drive.
Chorus
Cuz sometimes it feels like my girls on my shoulders. N she's leaning on me/ Cuz sometimes it feels like I have a hangover, because of my Baileys…
Verse 2
My favorite Baileys keeps getting' colder. I gulp it down with pride. People make jokes and call me an alcy, they just don't see drinks my bride/ I act like drink don't phase me, it fuckin' drives me crazy. My alcoholism could cause me to die/But then I see my Baileys, suddenly I'm not crazy. I wanna go drink and drive.
Chorus
Cuz sometimes it feels like my girls on my shoulders. N she's leaning on me/ Cuz sometimes it feels like I have a hangover, because of my Baileys…
Verse 3
Man, if I could sing, I'd keep singin' this song to my daughter. If I could hit the notes, I'd prove that I am a good father / to show her how I feel about her. How proud I am that I got her. God, I'm a daddy, I'm so glad that her mom didn't. / Now you probably get this picture from my personal dilemma that I'ma Baileys drinkin' alcoholic who steals from his mama. / But I wanna to just take this time out to be perfectly honest, cuz there's a lot of drink I keep bottled that keeps burning / a massive hole. And just know that I grow colder the more I run outa dough. This Baileys hangover gets heavy and harder to hold, / and this load is like the weight of my girls, and I think my neck is breakin'. Should I just keep drinkin or try to get myself rehabilitation? / Now look, I love my daughter more than life in itself, but I got a problem that's determined to make my life livin' hell. / But I handle it well, given the
