She’s got 4 kids between 3 baby fathers/
I’ve got no sons/ one gun/ and no
daughters/
If tea is romance/ I’m in hot water/
My time on Earth/ is one day shorter/
Than it was yesterday/
And we’ve all seen yesterdays add up to
become years/
We’ve all seen how some smiles can become
tears/
We’ve all at some point/ overcame fear/
Raising her kids/ like they were my kids/
To you this may not sound like an idea/
That would be entertained by a pimp’s ear/
But pimping/ ain’t easy/
In fact when/ you see me/
In my day to day/ with her and her peers/
In social situations/ it becomes clear/
The main reason that I hang around hear/
I’m living like a sucker right now/
I’m simp-in for the booty/
Now we both deserve better than this/
I’m really just wasting your time/
Being loved starved is making me blind/
I’ll try to love you better tomorrow/
I’m simp-in for the booty/
Now we both deserve better than this/
I’m really just wasting your time/
Being loved starved is making me blind/
I’ll try to love you better tomorrow/
Behind the 8 ball/ at this time/
or just 9th in line/
coming in right behind/
the kids/ their dads/
throw in some girl time/
can’t forget your mom/
Or when I write rhymes/
I really should/ prioritize that last line/
But my bottom line/
Is under your waistline/
Could I really love you better tomorrow?
Or would it really be better to borrow?/
The heart of a man with courage/
I stay frozen/
I could lose everything if the wrong one’s
chosen/
To the ladies listening/ for what it’s worth/
I’m’ just scared like I said in the first verse/
Is this just a mistake?/
A lot is at stake/
And as good as it tastes/ giving her face/
Feels like I’m holding a place/
For somebody great/
The pregnancy kit/
After she’s late/
I’m simp-in for the booty/
Now we both deserve better than this/
I’m really just wasting your time/
Being loved starved is making me blind/
I’ll try to love you better tomorrow/
I’m simp-in for the booty/
Now we both deserve better than this/
I’m really just wasting your time/
Being loved starved is making me blind/
I’ll try to love you better tomorrow/
Snap back to reality/
Up there goes gravity/
Up there goes calories/
Spent goes my salary/
New responsibilities/ trying to remain
calm/
Holding my newborn/ daughter in my
arms/
I was ground zero/ and she was the love
bomb/
Her blood and my blood/ forever in this
bond/
Manifested inside a beautiful girls veins/
After her birth/ the relationship had
changed/
I’m giving up half of my check/
No more sex/
No more pecks/ on either side of my neck/
Disrespect/ seems to be as good as it gets/
From other dads trying to connect/
But they project/ insecurities/ on me/
Like it’s a flex/ but to me they are what
was/ and I’m what’s next/ Then her Ex/
told me to check/ with a paternity test/
Check-mate/
I’m simp-in for the booty/
Now we both deserve better than this/
I’m really just wasting your time/
Being loved starved is making me blind/
I’ll try to love you better tomorrow/
I’m simp-in for the booty/
Now we both deserve better than this/
I’m really just wasting your time/
Being loved starved is making me blind/
I’ll try to love you better tomorrow/
How in the hell did we get here?/
I’m getting blood drawn/
and her Ex is right there/
getting his blood drawn/
I welcome back fear/
the time is coming near/
thoughts are becoming clear/
to when she would/ occasionally disappear/
every now and then/ I had no idea/
of who/ of what/ of when/why or where/
As in who she was with/ did I even care?/
As in what she was doing/ should’ve been
aware/
As in when she left/ when she wasn’t there/
As in why/ her X and I/ were both standing
here/
Now it’s perfectly clear/ that she had an
affair/
Giving up the Booty/
Now we both deserve better than this/
We’re just wasting each other’s time/
Being loved starved was making me blind/
Until I found out that the kid isn’t mines ~
- LaMont Anthony Wright AKA GB #ETHOS2
