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child support
heritage from a land,
of “stand tall like a man”,
your legacy and you
a sure bet,
a mini you to love,
identity a glove,
offspring is a man’s
greatest asset,
spouting the pride,
but when needed to guide,
your self-centered nature
sows regrets,
no support,
none in the mail,
always a mad rail
and tall tell to sell,
“fuck support”
is what you say,
“you go to hell”
“there ain’t no way”,
“I’ll stay in a 6 by 8
before I pay!”
you fight and cringe
like it’s a debt,
and they could not
case your bluff,
now the prosecution
date is set,
and it’s about to
get real rough..
baby mama has cried,
because you have denied,
her and her
utmost respects,
now you will pay
the largest they say,
a financial noose
around your neck..
If you only knew
you selfish fool,
that a child is
the greatest of gifts,
you would do
what it takes,
for whatever it breaks,
to wind up
not becoming a stiff..
you could fight hard,
really hard,
for at least joint custody,
not to say at present day,
you would be
a better parent than she,
but at least
your seed would know,
that daddy made a goal,
to provide, guide
and love them unconditionally..
so i come to thee,
cause the powers that be,
force “me” to
put 2 feet on the deck,
as I look back and see,
when nurturing the seed,
the easy part..
is writing a check.
of “stand tall like a man”,
your legacy and you
a sure bet,
a mini you to love,
identity a glove,
offspring is a man’s
greatest asset,
spouting the pride,
but when needed to guide,
your self-centered nature
sows regrets,
no support,
none in the mail,
always a mad rail
and tall tell to sell,
“fuck support”
is what you say,
“you go to hell”
“there ain’t no way”,
“I’ll stay in a 6 by 8
before I pay!”
you fight and cringe
like it’s a debt,
and they could not
case your bluff,
now the prosecution
date is set,
and it’s about to
get real rough..
baby mama has cried,
because you have denied,
her and her
utmost respects,
now you will pay
the largest they say,
a financial noose
around your neck..
If you only knew
you selfish fool,
that a child is
the greatest of gifts,
you would do
what it takes,
for whatever it breaks,
to wind up
not becoming a stiff..
you could fight hard,
really hard,
for at least joint custody,
not to say at present day,
you would be
a better parent than she,
but at least
your seed would know,
that daddy made a goal,
to provide, guide
and love them unconditionally..
so i come to thee,
cause the powers that be,
force “me” to
put 2 feet on the deck,
as I look back and see,
when nurturing the seed,
the easy part..
is writing a check.
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