Act 3: Commissary (Words Of The Single Mother)

[Verse 1]
She said
Nigga this the last time I'm comin’ to this county jail
Nigga this the last time I care 'bout how you fuckin' feel
Nigga this the last time I put money on your commissary
Left me with a child all alone, too much to fuckin’ carry
We all make mistakes, my mistake was believing in you
A man that's ready for a change, I thought I seen it in you
Thought you would be different, you the same as these other niggas
Really had your child, I'm ashamed that I love you nigga
Really leave me here by my motherfuckin' self
Nigga this your kid so I need your motherfuckin' help
But you thought you was a gangster, ride around in the streets
But motherfuckin' gangsters take care of family
So nigga this the last time, yes this is the last time
Fuck your visitation, ain't no more child and dad time
Don't even try to write me, don’t you dare hit my phone
Yeah nigga fuck you, I’ll raise this kid on my own