MASTAMIIND
Drink To Hatred
[Verse 1]
As soon my n***as got shot, I'm in my room
Thinking to give up the spot
And get me a job, a n***a be tired
Of crime, that shit 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 shit will
Happen, I gave a shrug, and said "nah"
Trying to find some where to feed myself
Is fucking hell, n***a, homeless bros trying to steal
My sandwich, and I found that shit on the floor n***a
It's hard in the street, weed ain't gonna help me
Shit, 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 dick 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 shit was bizarre
She said in my ear "have you fucked a girl you haven't met before"
I looked at her, try to play it cool, I told her "hell yeah"
She drop her shit, and dragged my ass to her bedroom
She started taking off her clothes, I thought to myself shit
"I don't got a condom, might as well fuck 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 fucked 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 fucking 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 fucked 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 fuck 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?