Yeahhh
This one for Breanna
Professional baby wrangler
Surviving strictly off caffeine and emotional damage
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(Verse 1 – Morning Routine)
Breanna wake up, 7AM sharp
Dead inside already before the car even starts
Hair tied up, oversized hoodie on
Mentally preparing for what’s about to go wrong
Drive to work with an iced coffee shake
Praying today nobody bites or escapes
Walk through the door, hear crying instantly
One kid already staring disrespectfully
Parents walk in looking fresh and clean
Meanwhile she know what the next twelve hours mean
One mom whisper “he’s tired today”
Yeah no kidding, lady, join the parade
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(Pre-Chorus)
Eight screaming babies, somebody leaking
One throwing Goldfish, one nonstop shrieking
White noise machine slowly killing her soul
And it’s only like 8:04
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(Chorus)
Spit up in her hair, all down her shirt
Another diaper blowout making matters worse
One baby screaming like a haunted tea kettle
Mom says “he’s teething” like that’s helpful
“All done!” said 900 times today
Negotiating peace with a kid eating crayons away
Bottle math got her losing her brain
And somebody somewhere definitely peed again
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(Verse 2)
Babies fighting over one toy truck
Ignored it all morning till somebody picked it up
One baby won’t eat from their own food tray
Take ‘em out the chair — now they eat someone else’s plate
Another baby staring judgmentally
Like he pay bills and got authority
One can’t even walk but somehow escaped
Halfway down the hallway moving at light speed pace
Covered in spit up before 9AM
Smell like salmon puree and suffering
Parents dressed perfect picking babies up
Meanwhile Breanna smell like spoiled yogurt and crust
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(Bridge)
Boss said “good news, I sent you help”
Thought she’d finally breathe for herself
Girl saw one diaper and almost passed away
Twenty-three scared of poop to this day
Breanna rocking two babies to sleep
While her helper on TikTok scrolling mindlessly
Holding one baby like expired groceries
Talking ‘bout “wow today exhausted me”
Clock hit 4:30, helper disappeared
Funny how she vanish every day around here
Breanna gave six bottles back-to-back
In the time it took helper to change one diaper pack
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(Final Chorus)
Eight screaming babies, chaos all day
One crying because blue cup went away
One stealing suckers, one climbing the gate
And pickup blowouts always happen late
“Did she eat?” after writing everything down
Tracked every bite while surviving a meltdown
Still singing nursery songs against her will
With white noise echoing in her head still
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(Outro)
Breanna clock out looking emotionally fried
Goldfish in her pocket, baby wipes at her side
Gets in the car, silence hits deep
Then hears phantom crying in her sleep**
