I’m awaken by a call from my baby momma
My day begins early with some fucking drama
Talking about but she is fucking stressed
Blaming me for all her mess
I take it like a man
Because adding fuel to the fire is not my plan
I grab a black and head outside
For now I have a headache
I don’t know how much of this I can take
I no longer hold my head up with pride
I wish I had some place to hide
For I’m hurting on the inside
Everyday I wonder what my son is doing
For my life is ruined
I can’t even support my only child
For I haven’t held a job in a while
Something just has to come through
I don’t know what to do
Impatiently I continue to sit
All I do is throw fits
Watching time slowly pass by
Wanting badly to get high
I’m so out of touch with the world
Still upset that I fell in love with a girl
She left me with a broken heart
My life has been hell since we’ve been apart
My decline happened so fast I don’t know where to begin
I’m just wishing my bad luck will one day end
That the day will come where I can play with my friends
I’m tired of talking with my pen
I won’t the company of females
Like I had before I went to jail
I’ve lost my mind
I feel like I’m running out of time
So another day I look for clues
Hoping to hear some good news
Please don’t take my silence as being rude
For I’m not that type of dude
I’m a man trying to get better
That has a heart as soft as a feather
Who won’t give up because of a fucking phone call
Someone who will continue to give his all
Because I’m slowly rising from my fatal fall
One day I will once again ball
Timothy Warfield
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11 years ago

1 comment:
Mannnn, it sounds like me and you have the same baby momma. And the same baby momma drama. LOL. Keep your head up, boss.
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