I couldn't think of any better ways to tell you
So I figured this was the best way how
We all do crazy things for love. I get it
I just hope that your listening
For a while it fun and games//
She would touch on her phone and scroll to his name//
Tell her friends that's her baby//
Dude, she's been talking to//
And how she's too mature for these dudes in her class at school//
She wanna make it official, but her fam'll trip//
So she moves out the house and into his crib//
Fairy tale ending//
Look at poor Brenda//
We seen it coming but she couldn't hear us//
Told her love is a deceiver//
Because its coming don't mean you gotta receive it//
Speaking truth, but you aint gotta believe us//
You can see for yourself//
Heard this Pac track once, that sound just like us//
But in his song some kid getting left in the garbage//
And I would hope if u got prego that you'd have more sense//
Explore your options//
Abort it, or adoption//
Its your choice//
She just laughed//
saying "#sAn?//
You got me pegged//
Like I'm sick in the head//
I love kids and I love my man//
Don't try to play me//
Later we getting married//
Told me I make him happy//
We only getting closer, when I'm having his baby"//
mean while, homie never hits her phone//
He been gone since early morn//
Never said a word if he was coming home//
And she's texting//
Joking like she aint stressing//
He strolls in, she pop's up tryna kiss him//
and BANG!//
Life hits her with the curve ball//
Mind was outta place he forgot to take the ring off//
She tears up, screaming in #sAn's ear//
"How u gonna love me, but not tell me bout this here?!//
Who is she?!//
(Chill out!)//
WHO IS SHE?!//
(Chill!!)//
You supposed to be my man//
Come on daddy, be real!"//
But of course sAn didn't//
Instead #sAn flips it//
Keeps sucking his teeth, and telling her that she's tripping//
She's on fire//
Voices get louder//
Lost in emotions, and patience is water//
But no drops are left//
So she grips her fist//
And squeezes what little bit//
Of heart broken heart that's left//
And shakes it in his face//
Asking "How?" //
"How could u do me this to me?!"//
No where to go//
She don't see option leave//
Or break free//
Or she stays and he stays married//
But that's her baby//
I wouldn't say all that if I didn't care//
Dont be made//
I'm just saying//
It don't sound like that's ur baby. It sounds like ur trapped//
BLUE county//
From Johannesburg, South Africa, terrence? delivers an EP of gorgeous soul and moody hip-hop surrounded atmospheric production. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2022