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Cater to My Unborn Child

R.I.P Heaven

By NISHAD MORTIMERPublished 8 years ago β€’ 1 min read

Damn no tweak but that pussy gotta nigga weak like his first time

Locking lips with a hoe just to get stirred blind

15, 16 fuckin with you was my worst crime

Spun outta control and let this girl whine

Thinking I'm just somebody to you

She holding skeletons too...just another body of you

Checking hobbies lobbied in the ology of you

So hooked on ya bio, couldn't see nobody but you

A best friend of yours, saying, you were bearing my child in you

Just to turn six months of smiles, a disservice, our child killed cause the life of you

She said being a parent was nothing desirable

As arrogant she was, but it was I being a father wasn't considered

But us being reliable?

You made a decision without my consent

she snickered, said we were just kids,

hindering our own from wet excuses, and sharp tips

Like it didn't take two plant this gift

heartbreak

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