Let me take you back to 2007
Playing PS2 in unrequited heaven
Controller in my hand, brother by my side
Staying up all day and playing games all night
It was his console, so he had dibs
But was I jealous? A little bit
Cause player 1 was fine, but player 2 was finer
We used to play 'Incredibles: Rise of the Uunderminer'
I could never play it when I was alone
'Cause my brother always called dibs on Frozone
We fought for days, and we came to settle
That he was Frozone, and me am Mr. Incredible
It was a fun game, but it came to be
That we couldn't beat level seventeen
And still to this day, I sigh and moan
'Cause I never got to play as Frozone
Punchin' and a Hittin'
Kickin' and a Spinnin'
The points tallied up and of course, he was winnin'
Maybe cause he has ice powers, I don't know
Or cause he gets to play as f*cking Frozone
Ask my brother why he replied
"You can never play as Frozone 'til the day I die
Because you're grade 1 and I'm grade 3
It's in the instruction manual, see"
So come grade 3 and I get attached
I boot up the game, the disk is scratched
I got over it, I suppose
Except then I never got to be f*cking Frozone