He couldn’t wait to have a childTo be the boss of someone
After being bossed all his young life.
He talked about how he would discipline himHe wouldn’t raise a brat
His kids would know how to act.
No one questioned him, it was just talkThere's no way a mother would choose
A man like that to father her child.
Baby Jake was tiny but not to worryHe states, I’ll toughen him up in no time
No mamby-pamby for my son!
He couldn’t attend the funeral
When his son died
He’d spend his life now being bullied by his peers.