Eggs Aisle - Amindi

Say a prayer young God, you’re an exile

Walking in the grocery store in the eggs aisle

Check it off your checklist, you need real breakfast

At least that’s what your dad says

In your finest linens and your textiles

Contemplating texting your ex, while you’ll regret this

You’re a mess, it’s fine

At least that’s what your dad says

And your dad ain’t ever lied

And he always tells the truth

So you keep him by your side

And he keep your food and roof

He supports your hopes and dreams

Like a dad is supposed to do

And you wanna do big things

He support those big things too

On your face got that «just got that check» smile

On your neck got that «give me respect» style

I don’t blame ya, it’s a game you’ve played

And you know all the rules

You a libra got scales like a reptile

Keep the balance and balance for 10 miles

And maintain the name, you stayed the same

And you know all the rules