[Verse 3: D_cider] Indulging in a culture against nature Against nature Who am it to judge her? Only High Power can hold a grudge on her Rather crush her Conscience won't allow me and my scissors So I came with a baby too big for operation With a lil' abbreviation You opt to rate Lil' Lola I can't live with the fact that I know at the back of my head new born babies are blessing Ironically I let her enjoy the indigenous game of nine months skipping, skipping periods Flat stomach went buff like she was on steroids I don't mean to crack jokes but someone had to break the ice take away her mind from the sh** they write on tabloids She giggle A little Only did I make her feel like she was the luckiest Never understood her words, before dawn is the darkest September 22 Cold weather in the cape If your ears are sensitive, I'd advice you to cease listening to this tape Caught in Empathy Constant cough, weeping silently Stomach this my heart soak She never knew her father, f** that oke Her water broke Blood splash, small feet sprout Her heart stop beating, a maternal transfer of the heartbeat from the mother to the son All that's left of Li'Lola, Its this baby crying on my arm Is this baby crying on my arm? Caught in Empathy Constant cough, weeping silently Stomach this my heart soak She never knew her father, f** that oke Her water broke Blood splash, small feet sprout Her heart stop beating, a maternal transfer of the heartbeat from the mother to the son All that's left of Li'Lola, Its this baby crying on my arm Is this baby crying on my arm?