Just woken up
From a dream
Could of been a nightmare or both
Non of it made sense
Non of it makes sense
See we are parallel
And you make me suffer
For the sake of fancy clothes and hair extensions
You force me and my baby to suffer
Is it revenge?
As I recall you wanted that baby so don’t punish him
Your making us suffer by not contributing
I never want to dream about it see your face again
For all the pain you’ve caused me over the years
I never want to ever go through that
If you’ve moved on so bad then pay the child maintenance for the child you already had.