People are just looking to bust.
Falling into the lust.
Not fearing a consequence.
Just looking to quench the thrist.
Then burst into so many tears when the baby mama comes out pregnant.
Can you picture the fear?
I gotta support a kid as a young adult.
I should listened to what mama taught me.
Instead I payed attention to what she bought me.
As if there was a meaning to a name brand.
There I am handing grand after grand in child support.
I get so down I snort a line to take the pain away.
As I lie awake at night crying to the Lord asking why do I have to pay this price.
Don't fall into the enticing feelings of seduction.
- Author: Hoopie ( Offline)
- Published: April 4th, 2018 23:41
- Category: Unclassified
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