Artist: Imran Mandani Mix tape: Rhyme Dilation Track: Baby Boy Instrumental: Eric Sermon - Just Like Music Copyright: 2012 - 2013
(Movie: The Labyrinth, audio sample)
I hate you, I hate you. Someone take me away from this awful place. Take this child of mine far away from me.
It’s a miracle isn’t it? A child is a blessing but it could also feel like a curse She keeps a picture of her baby boy in the sleeve of her purse She's working as a waitress, but she wants to be a nurse She got a full time job with her kid so the stress only gets worse Having to deal with birth at a young age And like her skin tight jeans her kid sticks to her like a roll of duct tape Life on the road trying to find that milk bottle in the trunk space Shortie got a whole lot of baggage and she feels like her luck changed Living paycheck to paycheck till its payday And she likes to party at the club till the dawn till the day breaks Though I know she got kicked out her mom's house She likes to talk like she walked out So when I pick her up we go n’ make the car bounce She likes it doggie style so my whip is the dog pound She likes it real wild and rough to take it all out Cause when you trying to teach your kid to walk and you fall down Look at the picture of your kid in the sleeve of your purse And let it be the inspiration that you need in this world
I know that you feel like giving up But you don’t have to feel ashamed (no, no) Don’t you let em make you feel like you Made a mistake (no, no) Repeat line 1: (no, no) (no, no)
She tells me that her little baby boy means more than life But she never knew a little bundle of joy could make her horrified Maybe to her it didn't seem so apparent That having a child doesn't always make you a parent She walking the line between being carefree and being careless She holds her little baby boy up to her bare breasts Though she's a mom, she ain't there yet Still in her youth, and she got her Baby Phat Shoes with the matching carry bag in cherry black Apple bottoms and high heels on To look a little taller cause she five feet tall I say sweetie don't you worry cause you larger than life But she keeps, bawling her eyes, out, cause it gets, harder in life, now I’m trying to give her all the advice, pillow talk all of the night Miss you have what it takes, you’re not mistaken You want to be a nurse? Learn from your little boy about patience He needs you to make it and for a little motivation Look at the picture of her baby boy in the sleeve of your purse And let it be the inspiration that you need in this world
Her little baby boy is an angel but he puts his mom through hell She'd rather rot in hell then to hear him sob and yell Maybe that's the way that he begs her For attention, but college and a job makes her head hurt Trying to teach her baby to walk is whole lot of legwork He wants to play when she wants to rest so it’s stressful She wants to make him feel special Especially since her baby daddy left her But sometimes she puts her friends first Cause being popular gets in the way of her being responsible And when she can’t get her baby boy to respond to her Then a thought occurs in her thoughts that she’s got a lot to learn Instead of being concerned With having a lot to prove cause she’s gotten burned She's on the verge of taking all her hurt Out on her baby boy and turning him into Oliver Twist () she tells me that she can't pay to support this kid Cause her work () doesn't pay big, that's when I give her the biggest tip Look at the picture of your baby boy in the sleeve of your purse And let it be the inspiration that you need in this world
Being a full time mother is thee highest paying job; since the payment is pure love.