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Another Soul


There's a soul in her belly I hate to say it but my old lady's pregnant And I'd be lying if i said that I wasn't sweating it But at this time I feel I shouldn't be regretting it I mean the possibility's cool, the conception is the one I really ponder I wonder that one position I was the one that was under But I guess that doesn't matter huh Just had to knock it out the park and I was batter up I just wish i would have never been that selfish though Make her feel wrong when she'd always tell me no But see she knew what was to come that's why she tell me no I blame myself I just don't know why she didn't tell me though And now she want top take the blame.....like it was all her fault But if it wasn't for me we wouldn't be at this at all She wouldn't be worrying and wouldn't even have this little talk Shit I'd be stress free and minus all the baddest of thoughts Like what if I'm a bad father and that savage come out I don't want my child to ask his mom why his daddy ran out Cause she wouldn't give him no answer that he can handle right now Especially if I told him that we the men are the man of the house
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