Lust and Life are strange bed fellows...
"REMEMBER WHO THE REAL VICTIM TRUELY IS"
Man please! you got a free trip, free meals and a cot, babies daddy, not!
You're pissed because she ran a paternal test yet, you were apart of that whole darn mess.
You had second thoughts about the baby from the very beginning, but hitting them boots was at the top of your agenda.
You went on television to spill your heart, so the world would know, that's one family you didn't start, when the DNA proved the baby wasn't yours, you act like you won an academy award,
acting like an acrobat on nation wide television, but in actuality you set that sister free, now she can go on with her life without static, and hopefully find her real babies daddy.
Oop's! girl, I forgot about you, what the hell was you going through? eight strikes, whoopee! pardon me, but the justice system only give you three.
A thousand percent sure right! test don't lie, crying on stage like you didn't know why, you knew he wasn't the babies daddy before you hit the set, tell the truth that wasn't no skit.
Now your business floating in the wind, you have to go home and face family and friends, you're secure though knowing they got your back, at least that's what you thought before the plane hit the landing strip.
You'd be amazed at what people really think, become a fly on the wall and you'll get all the true ink, chasing rainbows on a dead end street, what else did you acquire from them funky sheets?
Don't get mad you brought it on yourself, traded dignity and virginity for incredibility, but don't be embarrassed you got your swurve on, you was doing the wild thing and you wasn't alone.
Now you're all on nation wide television picking fights, don't try to get even next time get it right, a lot of people claim they don't know, and along the way truth dies, while children are being filtered through out right lies,
too many one night stands can lead to a devastating end, before you have a baby take precautions, and always remember, in the end nobody wins.
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