Never sing lullaby's to your little one

No lullabies will you sing to your little one
The meth pipe you puffed on Might as well been a loaded gun
In rushes the doctor his only prayer is that he can save her
she shakes uncontrollable thanks to you she craves that meth flavor
One hand on the pipe the other one on your belly pretending you care
You selfish evil being I know you felt her in there
I never claimed perfection or judged another
So many women unable to bare children and yet you were chose to be a mother
Did you have a name picked out or did you just give her the shakes
That is your daughter headed to the NICU because of your mistakes
You will get a slap on the wrist or a few months in 
jail
and that beautiful baby will battle daily in addiction hell
I have no pity for your worthless ass it's that unwanted baby that really breaks my heart
You destroyed her before her life began to start
Hush little baby someone will soon rescue you
Cps will handle what your Mama failed to do
Don't cry now as you realize what you've done
When clearly sucking on your pipe meant more
than your little one
No lullaby's to her will you ever sing
All because you wanted to get high such a wicked selfish thing
Hush little baby soon a foster parent will play the role
Because your so called Mama has an evil soul
A loaded meth pipe was your most favorite flavor
Now there's a team of doctors and nurses praying that they can save her
The pipe you smoked was your loaded gun
And now you will never sing lullaby's to that little one
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