Baby Mama Drama

"Yeah. Look at you, like life's a task for you. You's was the one who's supposed to help me pass it, but you fronted like the rest of 'em so, I don't know what to tell you. But whatever." [Verse 1:] I remember the first time I saw ya You was a dime I was too shy to talk to I declined the offer, it wouldn't happen twice Soon as you saw the appetite and fire in my eyes And grab the mic, you had to have the life But couldn't take the sacrifice So you would sabatoge me with your bad advice Acting like you could never be wrong Could question me on what I did But when it's you your memory's gone Six months together you're never laughin' You stay gettin' mad, and we would fuck to forget it ever happened (I hate you) 'Till those early morning visits, resulted in morning sickness And we both agreed, no abortion clinic Nine months in a New York ?? I saw ya cross the limit, start a war and put my daughter in it Always pushing buttons but you look disgusting Telling my daughter her father's good for nothing (your father ain't shit) So we both know I had to leave Then you take the fact that we have a seed, and throw it back at me (just take it) Automatically became vandictive Had to see pain inflicted, everytime I came to visit And you'll see when she fights you (sit down!) Cause when you get spiteful, and fuck with me, you're fuckin' up her life too And she's what god sent me for So I pray you bless me lord, cause it's not about us anymore Chorus: It's not about you and me What the fuck is it gonna take to make you see (It's not about you, not about you) [2X] [Verse 2:] I quit putting up with you, realized I couldn't fuck with you Nothing I did was ever good enough for you That's the truth and you know it So stop the confusion and focus, or Shayna's future is hopeless You know this shit is triffle That's why I grip the Bible knowing our daughters caught in a vicious cycle I fight through deep depression You're defeating a season veteran How can I win, my seed's the weapon You never wore my shoes Left for the courts to choose I gotta gamble something I can't afford lose It's like living is worthless 'Till I invisioned a purpose What you did, I didn't deserve it Wasn't perfect, but I tried my best You'd collide, apply the stress I was blind thinking time's the test But there's no way I'm your soul mate That's like Nicole Brown and OJ's marriage being okay It's too much trouble to see thru I hustle to feed you, you look down at me I crumble beneath you Bitch, you're immature Mad at me cause you were thin before Gained some weight and got insecure I look above for help, thru sickness plus the health But how can I love you when you don't love yourself I'm without a clue (I'm the best thing you got), but I know now it's true Our daughter's the only good thing that ever came out of you [Chorus]