Sunday, December 30, 2007

Sometime Daddy

I'm never there except when I want to be
Because I'm a man, and that's my nature
My child cries for me nights on end
I just want to tell her that her mother
Well, she wasn't even my girlfriend
Just a pretty face with a generous space
That I just happened to fill
I stop by on the holidays
To make sure I don't look bad
I wasn't even going to stay
Because I'm perfect, and I don't make mistakes
I run, that's what I do best
I did make it on her birthday
Just to see if she looks like me
And she doesn't
So it makes me wonder if it's mine
The birth certificate says so
So i guess that makes me her daddy
I'm in the prime of my life
I ain't trying to be there full-time
Just sometime
One day, my daughter is going to hate me
And I'll try to explain, and she won't listen
And I'll just tell her to get in line
Just like all the other bitches

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