What we call a “Relationship’
Huh, seeing mommy and no daddy is what "we call a Relationship"
Seeing people on social media, fronting like their happy is what "we call a Relationship"
I'm only 16, with 2 kids, not for sure who the father is.
The boy of my dreams won't leave, Hurting him is something I know that will hurt me.
I was only 13 when it all started, I didn't ask for this
Mommy said I gotta live the role of a woman someday, so she said why not now.
2 years go by, and 2 pregnancies come up.
I'm in high school dating my kids' father, fronting on Instagram like everything's okay
Little does he know, he's not the father.
You see, this is what's so fucked up in society and our generation
What we call a relationship is what we call not focusing and hoping for the worst
What we call a relationship is having things in common such as sex, drugs, and money
Us as teens we are still growing, we value the wrong things
We want to be loved so badly that we go and find it in the wrong way.
This is what we call trying to get over daddy not being there all the time
This is what we call trying to move forward
And this what we call a “Relationship”
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