I’m angry, I’m livid
the memories are still vivid
You’re a b-----, a d---
this was a cold-blooded trick
I hope that you answer to all that you’ve done
I wish that you never Have anymore “funâ€
You know what I mean, It was our joke
No more goofing off you can’t even smoke
If I am with child
I’ll hunt you down
a demeanor not so mild
You will take care of your child
No matter your excuses
I’ll ignore the pain, The mental abuses
You can hurt me
But not our baby
I’m in control, not you, not maybe
I won’t do this alone
This child will have a dad
You can’t go away
Not for a minute, not even a tad
If you refuse you know what I’ll do
I’ll make your life h---
Your soul I will sell
Don’t mess with our child
This is going to be your life
and don't worry sweety
I still won't be your wife
