I fell in love between her legs of a trap held against my freedom,
Not realizing what was awaiting for me by this demon,
I could see in her eyes she had some wicked intentions,
This Wombman held an amazing appearance, friendly face, gorgeous body, a breathtaking personality who decided to put me on child support,
It’s pretty obvious she’s been plotting with her masters of wicked schemes,
I wonder if she knew what she was doing?
Keeping me away from the only thing that brought me joy most days,
Was she trying to cause me pain,
Suffering from depression of the duties I couldn’t live by,
She knows of my struggle,
Barely have a roof over my head, lights hardly flicker on, hardly any fresh foods to wake up to and applying to jobs has been an disgrace,
You would think someone who knew of my situation would think this over,
Yet she still decided to go against me,
Knowing I couldn’t hold onto a job,
Every chance I get something wasn’t working out in my favor,
Stressing out about providing with loose change in my pockets,
As she sits there high and mighty just waiting for the money she hasn’t received yet,
Now it isn’t like I’m not in my sons life!
I’m just not financially right,
It’s crazy how money will turn us against each other,
It’s showing me how money truly rules everything,
I thought we were a team,
Apparently I thought wrong,
The snake whispered into your ears once or two many times for us to be here,
Who’s knocking at the door?
“It’s the Police, Open Up”
“ In the behave of your failure to apply payments towards your juvenile hearing you are hereby under arrest,”
Damn ain’t this about a bitch,
As she yells: “it’s not my fault, baby I’m sorry”
When in all actuality it’s completely your fault how else would I end up in handcuffs,
Shield our sons eyes he doesn’t need to see his father like this,
If it wasn’t for you going to your wicked masters I wouldn’t be in this mess right now,
Sitting here in this jail cell all because I couldn’t pay child support with money I didn’t have in the first place,
“I’m in my sons life, that’s what should matter,”
“Shouldn’t that count for something?”
Obviously it counts for nothing unless she gets some money out of it,
“I claim him, I know he’s mine, I love him now he has to grow up seeing his father in the big house thanks to her”
Already been having suicidal thoughts before I stepped foot into this place,
Now their growing stronger I think I’m even going insane,
I’m starting to see how everything is slowly changing around me,
They even replaced my name with a number making it more obvious that I’m just a product to this institution,
They throw us in here left and right as if we’re a prize added to their collection,
To a game we wished not to play in,
Unfortunately it’s all to late once the system knows our name and face,
She set me up but it’s okay the system played her the same way its playing me,
Once I get out I’m gonna set myself straight,
Gotta keep my head held high,
Thinking about coming home to my son helps the time pass by,
In here we’re being treated like animals doesn’t make it easier to wanna stay alive,
Some of us are sick, slowly dying and we don’t get proper treatment, they look at us as if we aren’t humans,
Some may even laugh at our pain, but in a odd way It makes me wanna survive through it all,
Everything will be better soon once I clear my name,
Besides, the system is a safe haven for us anyway, right?
What’s the worst that can happen....?