Gray Area.

How'd my mother choose to keep me?
How'd a grey area form inside a fertile womb?
How'd those questions get asked, while you dealing with your past, and your mother Quoting scripture 'bout a harlot like it's all you?
And you feeling all responsible, but you ain't ask for this baby up inside of you
And you said no plenty times but he ain't violent though
That's still rape, no consent, he have to no

Darius Johnson, caused a problem.
He ain't stay to try and solve it

Now a bastard born, his mothers torn
But God is strong and she'll move on, her passion strong, her name La'Sone

My mother, her honor, redeemed by the blood and The Father
I hope I, live up to, everything that she prayed for me Father God

I ain't never seen His face but I know His blood on me
I ain't never seen your face but I know your blood in me
I don't wanna see your face cuz it'd probably bother me
Wonder if I made mistakes like you did, probably

Whatever, whatever, I ain't tripping I'm just getting to this schmoney
When I have my first born they gone love me
And my Dad probably thinking you a dummy
Cuz he got a wife and kid, are you lonely?

While I'm trying not to care do you love me?
How you hold me in your arms if I wasn't yours?
Heard your momma asking questions but you know it's yours?
You just cutting on her looks thinking he ain't yours
You ain't even ask no questions you just out the door

Bye-bye, last time, that you ever gonna see me, you that immature?