"Old Man" lyrics

My old man
How you been?
What do you make
Of world events?
Do I regret
The times I said
That I can't stand
My old man

Foreign lands
And arguments
The bullet wounds
In self-defense
A Heavy door
A lot like yours
It didn't go well
But I was trynna help

Time don't make it better, no
Just makes the feeling grow
Don't you know the tables turn on you
When you get old

My old man
Understands
Only praise. Compliments
There's a child
In disguise
Please be kind
Just this time

Time don't make it better, no
Just makes the feeling grow
Don't you know the tables turn on you
When you get old

Time don't make it better, no
Just makes the feeling grow
Don't you know the tables turn on you
When you get old