Why don't you all make like a tree and get chopped down and die. You all have been dreadfully mean to me. I Hate you. All of you. None of you will ever get to see a womans chest meat or finger blast hott cougies like me. Fuck you all. Consider this my resignation.
Fair the well, you elitest scumbags.
Make sure my kid's got a jaaaaaaaaacket and coat and shoes and 'aaaaaaaaaattttttttttttttt
dweeedle dweeeedle dweeedly do
It's definitely "second" when I hear it, the 2nd syllable is just under pronounced. I didn't hear the second syllable until I listened to the vinyl really loud on my speakers, with the older shitty rips I always heard "sec..." I could be hearing things though.
I'm also pretty sure he says make sure my kid's got a dress, keys and coat and shoes and hat...
Jacket and coat would be kind of redundant... But he could be flipping from talking about the kid to himself...
Naw, man. It's hard because he draws those syllables out, but it's a Panda jam and Panda never changes his lyrics like Avey does (exception being how he took out the line about "shit" in Daily Routine.) So, if you listen to some of the bootlegs or the earliest incarnations of the song, the lyrics are much clearer. (Like the Ma Fama recording.)
To sum up: it's "Make sure my kid's got a jacket and coat and shoes and hat."