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Sucka Shit
Damn woman
You knocked
Up again…
What the hell
Did I waste
All that money on
And you have
The nerves
To keep IT
Fuck this shit
I’m not about
To deal with
Your dumb ass
Fuck man
I’m already taken
Care of some other
Dude nappy
Ass mistake
Who does nothing
But complain
You wouldn’t have
All you got now
If it wasn’t for me
Shit
You wouldn’t be
Anything without me
I don’t believe
I let you trap me
Now I have
This waste of a seed
To look at
This little punk face
Makes me want to
Vomit because
He reminds me
Of you face
Since you didn’t
Want to listen to me
You can keep all
These headaches
And do whatever
The fuck you want
I’m grabbing my shit
And leaving this
Bitch
You knocked
Up again…
What the hell
Did I waste
All that money on
And you have
The nerves
To keep IT
Fuck this shit
I’m not about
To deal with
Your dumb ass
Fuck man
I’m already taken
Care of some other
Dude nappy
Ass mistake
Who does nothing
But complain
You wouldn’t have
All you got now
If it wasn’t for me
Shit
You wouldn’t be
Anything without me
I don’t believe
I let you trap me
Now I have
This waste of a seed
To look at
This little punk face
Makes me want to
Vomit because
He reminds me
Of you face
Since you didn’t
Want to listen to me
You can keep all
These headaches
And do whatever
The fuck you want
I’m grabbing my shit
And leaving this
Bitch
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