This from Verse 2 of “Happy Birthday” by Flipsyde:
I got a million excuses, as to why you died
and other people got their own reasons for homicide
who’s to say it would have worked
and who’s to say it wouldn’t have
I was young and struggling, but old enough to be a dad
the fear of being my father has never disappeared
I ponder it frequently while I’m sipping on my beer
my vision of a family was artificial and fake
so when it came time to create I made a mistake
now you got a little brother, maybe it’s really you
maybe you really forgave us knowing we was confused
maybe, every time that he smiles
it’s you proudly knowing that your father is doing the right thing now
I never tell a woman what to do with her body
but if she don’t love children then we can’t party
I think about it every year so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, I love you whoever you would have been
Anybody have a problem with the fact that this guy evidently did not change his behavior? Now the kid has a “little brother” and, to top that off, he “can’t party” with a woman who “don’t love children”.
I find this tune a product of opportunism. He ain’ gon’ change, dude.
Limerick
