Babe I’m loving every second with you, and when I kiss you I can tell that my heaven is you, and I miss you when you leave, when you coming back, is the only thing I think but I understand, I can’t have you round the clock you need your own space, as long as you remember where your homes based, the last time that I let you get to home base, I let you hit it raw there was no wait, it’s OK I’m not late yet, I’m just saying that we need to use a latex, and I know how you feel about safe sex, but I’m only 16 I’m not ready for a pregnancy, so we’re making sure that’s it’s covered ‘fore it enters me, wait, hear me out and let me speak, when it’s you and me you will catch me with a smile but, I’m only 16 I’m not ready for a child.

I’m gonna tell you now that I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it, And boy that shit hurt, And aint nobody perfect, we can make it work but you doubt it, I’m gonna tell you now that I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it, And boy that shit hurt, And aint nobody perfect, still we can make it work but you doubt it.

Babe what you doing, don’t walk away, I’m wanting you to stay I’ve had an awful day, fine go like you always do, the going gets tough and you always seem to pull this move, I’m the reason that we’re pulling through, my love for you I treat it like it’s bullet proof, soon I know you’ll let a bullet through, and this love will die due to the bullet wound, look where are you going? I’m tired of you leaving and me not knowing, where I can find you and what you’ve be doing, who you’ve been seeing and who you’ve been screwing, yea the pills a form of contraception, can still fall pregnant if not using protection, listen, why you tryna agrue it? If we have a kid you will leave like my father did.

I’m gonna tell you now that I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it, And boy that shit hurt, And aint nobody perfect, we can make it work but you doubt it, I’m gonna tell you now that I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it, And boy that shit hurt, And aint nobody perfect, still we can make it work but you doubt it.

Eight weeks pass she is 12 weeks pregnant, due to affection being unprotected, the guy who got her pregnant found out and left her, admitted he was cheating said it all through a letter, “I was gonna tell you but you wouldn’t let up, as for the baby I wish you’d get rid of it, if not keep me off it’s certificate”, only 16 she’s not ready for a little kid, she’s heading to the clinic, a decision she had made but was never really with it, 20 years old new man with some crazy news, made themselves a plan they’re in love and a babies due, 2 months in and she’s rushed to the hospital, only to be told that her baby has now lost it’s pulse, she feels karma’s why it didn’t make it, as she thinks back to the baby that she terminated.

I’m gonna tell you now that I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it, And boy that shit hurt, And aint nobody perfect, we can make it work but you doubt it, I’m gonna tell you now that I cry sometimes, I cry sometimes about it, And boy that shit hurt, And aint nobody perfect, still we can make it work but you doubt it.