Credit cards aint romance
You treat her like a slave
Thinking the home is the romance
Its all money
Cement
Bricks
Water
And tiles
Laminate floors
You provided her
Except the love she needs
It aint available in stores
She stays for the kids
God will deal with you
He has two personalities
Both Equal
So the mercy
And the severeness
Both match up
You will be dealt with
For every slap
Every shout
Every mistreat
And mishap
Do not think
You will ever get away
With any single thing
Not only for the kids
She still loves you anyway
Praying and hoping you will ever change
When will this day come
She knows its a test
So she is patient
Trying hard
Her anger and strong mind
Gets to her
Satan can get inside people
So you should get knowledgable
Instead of blaming her
You should be the good influence
Instead of blaming her
Feeding your kids unlawful food
For unlawful resources
Working hard for unlawful cash
Who the hell wants this in their childs bodies, but what can she do
What can she say
If you will not listen
If you want her to listen
You gotta start first
Make an effort
Maybe she will too