Camping (kinda a scrapped rap)

Through the clover playing poker with my mediocre brother

while we were younger I was a sucker for candy while my mother wouldn't give me any

there was twenty in that bag while my dad was cutting wood with a machete

it's pretty for him to pick up that log with the dog with us helping my dad out

as flowers sprout as clouds bounce through the blue sky way up high

with my mom holding the pie while I lie on the grass like a badass

my brother making a splash at the lake and snakes hides in the shades of the plates

I got bit as my mom had to get a first aid kit besides her having chocolate

"Hey little man help me with the logs!"

"alright dad!"