[Verse 1]
As soon my n*ggas got shot, I'm in my room
Thinking to give up the spot
And get me a job, a n*gga be tired
Of crime, that sh*t is dumb, need to compromise
Need to rid of lies, and realize, to be real
And stop giving lies, trying to find a way
To stop living in with mom's she said this sh*t will
Happen, I gave a shrug, and said "nah"
Trying to find some where to feed myself
Is f*cking hell, n*gga, homeless bros trying to steal
My sandwich, and I found that sh*t on the floor n*gga
It's hard in the street, weed ain't gonna help me
sh*t, I should of finished school before I got in this wreck
I went to the store, saw a sign that said "open for hire"
I went inside and saw it was packed, but looked manager
And I found em, he said "buy something or get out
We don't like hoodlums here", I told em
I need a job, before I die of hunger that's real
He took me in the office, he told did have any skills
Or have I been to jail, or am I older than 16
I told him I'm 24 though, and said, "the only thing I know
Is I know how to deal with money, and I haven't been to prison
He made a joke out of it, I laughed awkwardly
Cause it wasn't funny, he gave me the job
And asked if I had a permit, I said yeah
But it's gone, can I still work here?
He agreed, gave me a uniform, and a badge with my name
And said, we have a cashier spot open
You can get to working my man, so a week passed
And I only made 'bout $11, it wasn't much
Hell, it wasn't even enough to get me a meal at Mcdonald's
But it didn't matter, I saved my money, went back
And saw a cute chick, I felt funny, she had long hair
Slim waist, cute face with the dimples on her
Light skinned, and had a ass, that I can land my di*k upon it
She looked at, cause I was staring, and she smiled
I haven't had a chick do that to me in a while
She walked up to me, said "boy, you look cute what's your name?"
I said I'm Max baby, but you can call me Max McFlame
She chuckled and gave me her number
I called her after work, she had no plans
So instead of a dinner at a food place
We ate at her house, and we talked for hours
Then she asked me this sudden question, like this sh*t was bizarre
She said in my ear "have you f*cked a girl you haven't met before"
I looked at her, try to play it cool, I told her "hell yeah"
She drop her sh*t, and dragged my ass to her bedroom
She started taking off her clothes, I thought to myself sh*t
"I don't got a condom, might as well f*ck her"
But that was not a good decision, next morning
She called me, cause I stayed at her place
And said "you may not believe what I'm bout to say"
I looked up in the sky, thought to myself why
Why did I not, get a condom, before I f*cked her
Just why, she said "hello", I said "yeah, what was you bout to say"
She said, "I'm at the doctor, he told me I'm pregnant babe"
I was so f*cking mad, and happy at the same time
She hung up, but I had to think how we goin live and get by
I had a plan in my mind, stay for 8 months and leave
But I swear that would bring tears to her eyes
I thought it over, and she came over and hugged me
I told her, "this is weird, but you wanna name our son or daughter
Just in case I don't meet em", she said "ok, I guess
In 5 weeks or so we'll get to know it's gender"
I said "if it's a boy, Max Jr. and girl, Lisa or Luna"
She liked the boy name, and guess what, 5 weeks later
She said it's a boy, might as well, take a night shift
For us both, to live on, the months passed
I started drinking, it was thrill, to help my ass
I went to the bar, so drunk, got in her car
Grabbed the drink out the trunk, and I was f*cked that
I ran into something, the cops pulled up asked for my cards
I said nothing, so they took me in, Meena
Didn't know nothing bout it, she went to the hospital
Without and was there a month later and found me
In the jail house, she called and said "I just had your child
Why the f*ck did you run wild" she started crying
Ran out the building, and sat there in demise
6 weeks later, the cop told me to come to his office
And he said "ya baby mama is dead, she killed herself
This morning", traumatized out my mind I said where's the baby
He told me "in a orphanage, according to them
Someone picked him up already, I looked in demise
Tears in my eyes, for a while, in jail for life
Without getting to see my god damn child
Why did I drink?