I’m living in a real life Maury Show
“You are not the father” episode
Had a C-section the end of May
The same day
My water broke
But only God knows
If my son was conceived the end of August or the end of September
Who can figure?
I was single then, used to fucking who I pleased
Only two went in raw, had no fear of disease
Had never had a baby, didn’t think I could
Didn’t use birth control, didn’t think I should
The one who should be his father, see
He and I have history
Known him since ’92, we fucked off and on
Ever since day one
The one who could be, we’d just met
Don’t trip now…on the internet
African, jet black, I couldn’t resist
He wanted to give me that tribal dick
But man, he could have kept that shit
I didn’t get a nut, but I did get knocked up
I never wanted to go through this
Made fun of those Maury Show chicks
“Quit crying shit, you shouldn’t have let all of them hit!”
But then I found myself in the same predicament
My first, beautiful child, I never meant
To make my son, my man-child a bastard
But as God is my witness and my master
I will never put another child through
The crap that I and my first are going through
Neither “father” mentioned is the one
I had envisioned for my son
Both are way too selfish, inconsiderate and self-centered
Both looking for the next chick that’ll let him run up in her
It was my fault, I should have protected myself
Risking my way of life and health
Having nothing to show for it…but a son
My most beloved, chocolate, handsome one
I could say I wish I had done things differently
But this child was nothing but a gift for me
Yeah, I probably should be on Maury or Jerry
But the realest love I’m shown is from he
…My real life talk show baby
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