Eight months of my life
I spent with your sorry ass
Hell I almost was your wife
But I guess I really got some sense
Its about time too, I’m eighteen it was way too soon
For that dream of the white picket fence
The house, the car, the kids
Shyt I already had my own damn dog
But it took your baby’s moms to really open my eye lids

Yeah that ugly bitch with no class
Came to my job acting a fool
But while whipping her ass
I realize I shouldn’t be mad at her
I should go and kick your ass
When I saw you everything was a blur
I remember me speeding
Then you pleading
Next bleeding
And pretty soon maybe a legal proceeding

But I don’t care, not one bit
The only thing I regret is the ring
I should have pawned it
Maybe it slipped your mind to tell me about your child
I guess its hard remembering producing one
But I wasn’t mad at that, when I found out I smiled
So I can put that up on the shelf
In all honesty I’m not even mad at you
I’m pissed with myself

Never should I accepted that ring
I always knew in my heart I didn’t love you
And what we had was merely a teenage fling
So I apologize for what I done
But you still deserved what you got
Best of luck to you and your son

There is no sense for us to continue fighting
I actually thank you
Because you brought me back to my first love
And my one true love, writing
So bye bye you no good son of a____