yall kill me wit ur evry othr weekend visits n lame azz excuses.
part time dads n ur child support. ur f*ck*n usless.
walkin round like their a burden pullin u down cuz u think wit ur lil d.
do u remembr how hard it was wen u were comin up, or were u dat d*mn blinded?
did u forget da woman who raised ur sorry azz?
do u realize her struggle 2 feed n shelter u wen a mo fo didnt want ur azz?
n u turn on ur own cuz u cant man up, y r u unable 2 c, ur all dey need.
2 busy gettin head n smokin weed, ur usless in my eyes indeed.
wake up n join da world, strap on ur nuts n go 2 work.
yes its hard n difficult @ times, but ur baby mama wont b so evil if spent sum time,
u know, gave more den a few dimes.
take time n teach ur kids, if u dont anothr man will fill in n do ur job.
den again meyb they'll hav a chance @ becumin da man u neva were, of this their bein robbed.
yall make it hard 4 dads tryin 2 do 4 theirs.
ecspecially single dads who r grindin tryin 2 pull $ outta thin air.
causin these women 2 snap there heads round wen dey find dis out.
turnin in2 sumthing u helped create, n i cant blame dem 1 bit.
who wouldnt want sum1 wit a back bone n stability?
a man 2 help hold it 2gethr, joinin her in a lil thing called reallity.
yall aint nothin but sum scared lil punks!
livin da hype in a civilized zoo, sum chumps.
always tryin 2 b cool, thinkin ur cute. wit ur lame azz so called game.
lil hint, game is not playin games.
comin real from da heart n bein a friend.
not playin it smooth n attemptin 2 care as u pretend.
man up. b sum1. like a dad. it would mean da world 2 sum1, like YOUR KIDS.
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