Dead Beat Baby Daddy

I am 100% sure that he is the father…..I ain’t got no reason to lie. Call me what you want if you will but it still don’t change thangs. They still yours no matter how you want to put it…she’s a hoe, a liar, she was a one night stand…I led first on the night train. Whatever you say don’t change the fact that they carry yo’ DNA. You can take me to court but the judge gon’ dismiss your case as soon as he see ya’ll face-to-face. You ain’t gotta lie “Craig” they yours and you know it. I still need my child support payments after you finish screaming that hoe bit. I’ll be whateva’ you want me to but these are yo’ kids and I’m still yo’ babies momma. I wish that night you held me real tight you woulda said, “I’mma dead beat” so we wouldn’t be even going through the drama. You want to put me out there, telling lies how you be doing this and doing that. We ain’t seen you, do we eva’ but you want everyone to think you’re the “World’s Greatest Dad.” A disgrace to the word father, a headache when we don’t need one, absent when you’re needed most, hi and bye when you finally come. I wish there were less fathers like you and more like the man who sees his kids daily, pick them up from school, sit down and help them with school work, making sure they kids eat, rub their stomach’s when it hurts…..attend conferences at the school house, buy shoes and clothes when they need em’, pay the rent when the rents do, let they kids come over when they want to. We just need more men who we can call responsible and less of those who don’t bother. Man, I am 100% sure that this man is my kids “Dead Beat Father.”