[Verse 1] Pops said, "Son, I’ll be back in a bit" Keys by the door, quick trip, that’s it Shopping list scribbled, lil’ drawing I made Heart in a cart, coupon on the page He said, "We outta milk, I’ll fix that fast" Front door shut, that’s the last I had I grew up quick, with a question to ask: Who knew abandonment would give me gas? [Chorus] If my dad came back with that cows’ lactation Maybe I’d avoid this flatulation Every latte feels like retaliation Stomach like, "Bro, call a congregation" If my dad came back with that cows’ lactation Would my trauma have less carbonation? Therapist nodding like, "What a combination" Daddy issues, dairy, and detonation (boom) [Verse 2] Friends drink shakes, I just sip shame They got ice cream, I got inner pain They do root beer floats, I do root canal Every cheese board feels personal now Order that pizza, I’m reading the crust "Extra mozzarella?" That’s betrayal and lust I text my ex like, "We were lactose too We both couldn’t handle what we put us through" (oh) [Chorus] If my dad came back with that cows’ lactation Maybe I’d avoid this flatulation Every latte feels like retaliation Stomach like, "Bro, call a congregation" If my dad came back with that cows’ lactation Would my heart need less medication? Every little bubble is an accusation Daddy ran off, now my butt gives presentations [Bridge] Therapist said, "Let the feelings pass" But the feelings travel straight to my ass (my bad) Every soft-serve twist, every creamy snack Got me checking every exit in the back So pops, if you hear this, wherever you at You left a big hole and a whole lotta gas You ain’t pay support, now I pay in the stall We both ran out on the kid, after all [Chorus] If my dad came back with that cows’ lactation Maybe I’d avoid this flatulation Every latte feels like retaliation Stomach like, "Bro, call a congregation" If my dad came back with that cows’ lactation Maybe I’d trust one person on this nation Till then it’s oat, soy, weird hydration Lactose and daddy issues, that’s my foundation

rap, Playful boom-bap with punchy drums and bouncy bassline, male vocals. Verses lean into tight, comedic storytelling with nimble internal rhymes; hook goes big and chanty with stacked gang vocals. Occasional record-stop drops for punchline emphasis, light piano stabs and brass hits accent the jokes, energy rising into each chorus then easing for snarky asides., happy

Lactose and Daddy Issues