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The Vicious Cycle


Baby girl I can’t imagine what it’s like for you

He got you pregnant now inside there is a life in you

All those days, remember, he used to call you boo

And you couldn’t help but think that his love was true?

But now he acting different

You only 16 but now on the outside became a woman

But your man just isn’t that

Your baby father just can’t wrap his head around the fact

That he is just that

In fact, he cannot take it

The relationship you used to have just won’t make it.

Now your stomach getting bigger

Look like you about to explode

Thinking, my son won’t have a father figure

Because every time they talk it’s like a new episode

Of “you’re a gold digger”

Or why you so bitter

Or what about abortion, will you consider?

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