| Have you heard the news today? | |
| They say a little fourteen year old girl had a baby on the way | |
| Too much for her little mind to bare | |
| An' that type of news, to her mama, she cannot spare | |
| Toilet Tisha | |
| Damn, we miss ya | |
| Toilet Tisha | |
| Is the issue | |
| Damn we miss ya | |
| Toilet Tisha | |
| Damn we miss ya | |
| Don't go away | |
| Don't go away | |
| Go away from me girl | |
| I can help you | |
| Don't go away | |
| Don't you dare leave me | |
| Don't go away | |
| Five thousand, one hundred ten days | |
| Is a short period of time, a mere fourteen years | |
| On this precious mother earth | |
| You see Tisha had issues | |
| An' her decision making skills were still in it's early stages | |
| Know what | |
| I am talking about | |
| Therefore she could not properly handle a blessing in which | |
| She thought to be an obstacle in her path to adulthood | |
| PauseJust like a brother with a thousand pauses | |
| Should I, | |
| Shouldn't | |
| I? I can't, | |
| I have toMama will never see me the same | |
| Daddy and big mama, | |
| I know all of them gonna be ashamed of me | |
| Are just a few thoughts racing through her cranium | |
| As she sits on top of the pale, cold porcelain seat | |
| In the rear of the house | |
| The unthinkable | |
| Moments away from becoming reality, sadly with no clue | |
| No way of expressing her feeling to her mama | |
| Or anybody else in her life | |
| Tisha now came to the crossroads | |
| An' now she got to choose | |
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