Deadbeat

Deadbeat

I curse your mother's hole
Spit on your daddy's soul
Blackheart... Turned so cold
No playing games homie...you're too old
Truth be told
You prolly was that snot nosed kid sadly
Waiting for your daddy
He never showed up..and it hurt you down deep....badly
So you became that pathetic excuse of a man
So what the baby wasn't part of your plan
That don't mean you can't stand up and,be a man
I mean damn
She found a new love interest
For your lame ass to suggest
The new guy invest
In your seeds future...makes no sense
You can't even gift your seed your presence
Oh let's not talk bout missed birthdays and Christmas with no presents....
I should not be of any concern...
When will these bum niggas learn
That karma is a bogus bitch
In which
Will make your life a living hell...
Yeah now It's oh well...
Only time will tell....
Fucking deadbeat...
Lmao....coochie coo ass nigga..
How the hell you figure
You a real man?
Fucking deadbeat