Childish Gambino - Fear (Becca) lyrics
Childish Gambino [Donald McKinley Glover Jr.] Edwards, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Childish Gambino - Fear Becca lyrics]
Okay, "what happened when my dad
Got his finger cut off"
My dad didn't get his finger cut off
My dad cut off his own finger
Um, I wasn't there
But he was in Michigan with
My two younger sisters chopping
Wood for his wood furnace that
He installed last winter
And he had repositioned the log
Or so he told me, he kept it
Still with his left hand, the axe
Was in his right hand
He came down to chop the log in half
It missed, and chopped the top third of
His left index finger
He then proceeded to scream and
Alert my younger sister, one
Of whom was on the phone and who rushed over
Started screaming when she saw the blood
And all the rest of that
And so then they all got in the car
And drove to the emergency room together
He then got there and the
Doctor tried to re-attach the
Finger and my little sisters were
Still sitting there screaming
Who had then called my mother
My mother was 4 hours away in Chicago
And she called me i was with my friend and
He and I were deciding
How to go to a suburb to rescue his mom
Rescue, I say
Because she locked her keys in the car
So my grandma was coming to pick
Us up to take the three
Of us to save the parent who
Hadn't cut the finger off
And my mother said that she had to leave
For Michigan to pick up my sisters
Who were still with my dad
In the emergency room
So my dad proceeded to have
Emergency like, kind of surgery
But not exactly
And um - have I told you this
Story before? I told you this before
Haven't I?
Yeah
Have I? Okay, good, just checking okay so
My dad was- he had taken painkillers
So he was kind of numb
But after my aunt and my cousin had
Come to pick up my sisters and
Brought them to my mom–cause my parents
Are no longer on speaking terms
Which is why she didn't go all
The way to the hospital
So she picked them up from midway
And then drove them all the
Way back to the city
And my dad, though he was
Looped up on Vicodin
Held his finger on again as he drove the
4 hours back to Chicago all by himself
And now 6 months later, it's still healing
The bone hasn't grown back
It's like chopped in 3 fingers
At the end of it
But the two of us with the car and the mother
Who hadn't chopped her finger
Off were just fine
And we just picked her up from the Starbucks
And brought her the keys and then left
And went shopping or something
Got his finger cut off"
My dad didn't get his finger cut off
My dad cut off his own finger
Um, I wasn't there
But he was in Michigan with
My two younger sisters chopping
Wood for his wood furnace that
He installed last winter
And he had repositioned the log
Or so he told me, he kept it
Still with his left hand, the axe
Was in his right hand
He came down to chop the log in half
It missed, and chopped the top third of
His left index finger
He then proceeded to scream and
Alert my younger sister, one
Of whom was on the phone and who rushed over
Started screaming when she saw the blood
And all the rest of that
And so then they all got in the car
And drove to the emergency room together
He then got there and the
Doctor tried to re-attach the
Finger and my little sisters were
Still sitting there screaming
Who had then called my mother
My mother was 4 hours away in Chicago
And she called me i was with my friend and
He and I were deciding
How to go to a suburb to rescue his mom
Rescue, I say
Because she locked her keys in the car
So my grandma was coming to pick
Us up to take the three
Of us to save the parent who
Hadn't cut the finger off
And my mother said that she had to leave
For Michigan to pick up my sisters
Who were still with my dad
In the emergency room
So my dad proceeded to have
Emergency like, kind of surgery
But not exactly
And um - have I told you this
Story before? I told you this before
Haven't I?
Yeah
Have I? Okay, good, just checking okay so
My dad was- he had taken painkillers
So he was kind of numb
But after my aunt and my cousin had
Come to pick up my sisters and
Brought them to my mom–cause my parents
Are no longer on speaking terms
Which is why she didn't go all
The way to the hospital
So she picked them up from midway
And then drove them all the
Way back to the city
And my dad, though he was
Looped up on Vicodin
Held his finger on again as he drove the
4 hours back to Chicago all by himself
And now 6 months later, it's still healing
The bone hasn't grown back
It's like chopped in 3 fingers
At the end of it
But the two of us with the car and the mother
Who hadn't chopped her finger
Off were just fine
And we just picked her up from the Starbucks
And brought her the keys and then left
And went shopping or something