Baby's Mama
Cut my tires, bust my glass
You should have been a piece of a$$
About me you did barely care
Until I laid within you bare
And blessed you with a boy or girl
Then helped you bring them in this world
Now the situation gives
Just visitation rights to his
Copyright © Michael Wyms | Year Posted 2012
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