[Verse 3: D_cider]
Indulging in a culture against nature
Against nature
Who am it to judge her?
Only High Power can hold a grudge on her
Rather crush her
Conscience won't allow me and my scissors
So I came with a baby too big for operation
With a lil' abbreviation
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Lil' Lola I can't live with the fact that I know at the back of my head new born babies are blessing
Ironically I let her enjoy the indigenous game of nine months skipping, skipping periods
Flat stomach went buff like she was on steroids
I don't mean to crack jokes but someone had to break the ice take away her mind from the sh** they write on tabloids
She giggle
A little
Only did I make her feel like she was the luckiest
Never understood her words, before dawn is the darkest
September 22
Cold weather in the cape
If your ears are sensitive, I'd advice you to cease listening to this tape
Caught in Empathy
Constant cough, weeping silently
Stomach this my heart soak
She never knew her father, f** that oke
Her water broke
Blood splash, small feet sprout
Her heart stop beating, a maternal transfer of the heartbeat from the mother to the son
All that's left of Li'Lola, Its this baby crying on my arm
Is this baby crying on my arm?
Caught in Empathy
Constant cough, weeping silently
Stomach this my heart soak
She never knew her father, f** that oke
Her water broke
Blood splash, small feet sprout
Her heart stop beating, a maternal transfer of the heartbeat from the mother to the son
All that's left of Li'Lola, Its this baby crying on my arm
Is this baby crying on my arm?