[Intro]

(You’re far too wicked a man)

Come now Duchess, as a wicked man I am a complete failure

Everyone says I haven’t done anything right in my life

Of course they only say that in my back

(What does it mean by that? I suppose we shall never find out)

[Verse I]

My wicked thoughts would leave anybody’s soul torn

Scorching in the flames that hell is well known for

I failed to give a damn and I nailed my broad raw

Killed the love that her heart longed and held unto

Only thing colder was my response to – H.E.R

With no emotion

'Sorry love I know it hurts but there’s no other option!"

She was shaken

Flashbacks to the nights with passionate love making

She said

“You were the man, I swore I’d love till the world end

I was mistaken and if fucking was your game

Then half the time I faked it

Boy, you ain’t SHIT!

I loved you more than myself now it’s hatred!

Your mother, should be disgraced, she raised her only son

To praise the holy one, makes mistakes but own to them

You a coward,you play with women’ hearts

And I doubt you’ll ever fall in love with one

So in love with Rap I bet you tasting HOVA’s cum”

Hehe, that shit got me

And I sat there with a blank look, silently and just shook

A blank stare that cut through anything that walked through

'Look, I know you and I’d love to, but boo do as I say please

I refuse to bring my son into these streets

Bring my daughter into this grief

My world is a world they’ll hear about but won’t see'

No more D, she took offense, shit I tried to make sense

But she was against it, accused me of being selfish

“Any dick can make a baby but to raise one takes a man

So I’ll just pray for better days I know my faith won’t let me down”

'In my world, yeah girl, there is no crown, no God around

So don’t place your plans upon your maker’s hands'

You think she listened?

Said she went to the clinic, but she didn’t

Every time we smashed, I grabbed that ass

And what she saw was marriage

I pushed my loved inside, she blushed and smile

And I was hers to cherish

Until Reality hit fan and

Got out of hand like my niggas out in Paris

She embraced her womb

She embraced a tomb

Disparaged by the doom of a natural miscarriage

[Verse II]

Or was it true? Were you really carrying my seed

Or lying and trying to plant the fruit?

I’m dying to find the truth, I deny in my mind that you

Would choose to be this trife and compromise our youth

You proceed to shove and push, fighting when we speak

And when we argue I feel I’m pushing science into beliefs

Of blinded Hindu priest, or perhaps you’re right

And I’m too high off the Indo leaves!

What I seek are answers with hope they’ll rest in peace

And not feed this cancer that won’t allow me to fall asleep

I beseech the wickedness to decease and let me be

Please!

All I ask is for you to beseech the wickedness to decease and let me be

Please!

[Skit]

Get up! back to gen, motherfucker!