Spanky

(альбом: MC Chris Is Dreaming - 2016)

I was the cutest kid, man, you should've seen me
People pinched my cheeks, they wanted me on TV
When puberty premiered I felt weird and started eating
Weight accumulated, never sated, always feeding
I was a fat kid... back in the '80s
I liked french fries, no aioli, no gravy
I wouldn't share (uh-uh) no matter your name
The fatter I became the sadder I sat ashamed
Picked last, no friends, called fat at the table
My father found no fault because he's also enabled
Food'll fix it was the ticket but that made matters worse
Now I'm the current carrier of a corpulent curse
No matter what the dish is only wish is it's hot
Metabolism was malicious, it was slower than sloths
Every bite became a burden, every serving was unnerving
Starving kids in China remind ya you don't deserve it

Too little for larges, too massive for medium
People look at me and say "What the fuck are they feeding him?"
They don't design these dungarees 32 by 28
So I'm rolling up my cuffs and I'm feeling overweight

Other kids were even bigger but somehow succeeded socially
I wanted to be popular obviously wasn't supposed to be
I was hoping we could openly obsess over obesity
I'm always losing weight that's why I say "You want a piece of me?"
Addiction introduction my affliction was fat
Wore a shirt when I went swimming, a slimming effect on my flab
Locker rooms were lethal tombs, my body would be exposed
While they'd creep into the showers, secretly slip on all my clothes
In the winter of my years it appears I'm a simple fool
Life is in the middle, problems the same as middle school
Always feeling empty even though I'm feeling full
A treat will try to tempt me, it's deadly, I'm seeing skulls
Back in Brooklyn I was broken, I'd watch joggers from the window
Never believe it, couldn't do Wii Fit; I was anemic on Nintendo
But then I jogged a single mile, you should've seen my dentals
My limits were just figments; turns out everything is mental

Too little for larges, too massive for medium
People look at me and say "What the fuck are they feeding him?"
They don't design these dungarees 32 by 28
So I'm rolling up my cuffs and I'm feeling overweight