In The Pen Dance

Scorpion tattoo covers his shoulder Sting of the tail leaves you colder 4 in the morning with Folgers I was raised to be a soldier And it's because of the help from my dad I used to hate him for the welts on my back But I love you chores, sweep up the floors Under the couch and behind the doors He taught me to stand on my own two My teacher said "Oh he's a fan of the old school?" I said "Naw, he's the principal And he ain't scared of bullets, he's invincible" And he taught me to look in the eyes of every grown man Not as if you owe him but as if you own him 6 o'clock in the morning, yawning Cause real men don't sleep past dawn and we on it Already doin' pushups in tank tops Thanks Pops for everything I have and what I ain't got When I blow up like atom bombs I'mma spit it at 'em dumb Fifty mil just between dad and moms This is just hard, how many gift cards did I give up just cause? Not enough to match the plight of your own father sayin "I gotta catch a flight, but you could tape it right?" You could save money or you could save a life You could blame mommy or you could make it right Everything that you taught me, I noted The things, I quoted but the music, I wrote it All a man has in this world is his word And all I really want is a second to be heard And I'm just searching for a witness But this is my in the pen dance, uh! This is my in the pen dance, uh! This is my in the pen dance, uh! Welcome to in the pen dance, uh! This is my in the pen dance This is my in the pen dance, uh! [Trumpet solo: Nico Segal]