After weeks of pitching woo and shit...
Young fella coming at her with dick in hand ready to hit..
Fills her head with them Trey Songz dreams..
But he aint ready for them type of things..
Few weeks go by..she tells him she's with child..
Bitch u must be out your mind!!!
It aint mine!!
Me and the fellas had a bet to see which one could hit first
By the way that worse
I ever had..
Don't get mad..
Just find that baby's dad!
Product of my environment..
Bullshit sentiment..
Useless
As those lame excuses
Cycle that's so ruthless..
Truth is
Don't seem to be an end in sight
Something gotta be done...this aint right...
Fuck a shaving lesson..
Give your sons a damn life lesson
Help them understand the point I'm stressing..
Cowards run away from responsibilty...
I get it..some chicks be shifty
But ultimately..
Its on us..
Between our legs the loaded weapon..
Screw what you heard..aint no immaculate conception...
Running and ducking.....
It was all good when yall were just fucking..
You were the same lil dude
On the stoop
In a sad mood
Cuz daddy didn't show up as planned..
Imma be a better man..
Remember that huff..
Where's that lil boy..were u talking tough?
Or some think if stick around
You and baby mama gonna be getting down...
Or u get mad when she wanna move on with her life..
Don't do right by ur seed..nigga u so trife..
Letting another brotha raise your seed..
Uz a bitch nigga indeed...
Some dudes all they do is throw money...
Funny
Your child is gonna think his daddy's name is Benjamin..
Be a real man.....don't pretend!
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