Mistress is just a pretty word,
He has a wife from what I heard,
But one touch from him and my body stirs,
Sometimes I think, “How could he be hers?”
And in the morning, after we make love,
I always thank the Big Man above,
For giving me this handsome man right here,
One kiss from him and all my fears disappear.
Let’s talk about my prince,
When his Asian eyes met mine, I was in love ever since,
Despite his low fade and his sinister grin,
What really got me what his chocolate skin.
After the first time we met,
He maintained his game and never broke a sweat,
So it was funny to me,
When I told his I was carrying his legacy,
The look on his face was not how I expected it to be.
Weeks went by and months had passed,
I was sitting in front of the T.V. with donuts and ice cream looking like a fat ass,
I got a knock on my door,
It was him, I was sure,
He finally wised up and became the man I needed him to be,
Instead I’m looking at his wife-to-be,
She was angry at me for breaking up a happy home,
I told her ever since June, I had been alone,
She apologized one time but then slapped me,
She told me she knew he was cheating and was very happy,
I told her I could care less and asked,
“Can you tell him it’s a boy?
I want child support and that’s not even a choice.”
Finally, she looked down and noticed my round belly,
She said she’ll be back and this time with her friend Kelly.
Now, I’m packing my bags, ready to be on the next flight out,
There was water on the floor so you know what’s that about,
I called 911 and the ambulance came,
First question they asked was, “Where’s the father and what’s his name?”
I remained speechless, like I’m supposed to answer questions in all this pain,
Before he could ask another question, I grabbed his chain,
“Get me to the hospital! Damn!”
Few hours later and bam!
Here you are, crying in my arms,
“Hush lil’ Carter. Don’t be alarmed.
Mommy’s going to take care of you.”
I smiled, looking at this big bundle of blue.
All of this from one man,
When I see him, he would have thought I was the Ku Klux Klan,
But looking at my son, who is the greatest blessing,
I could only think about the learned lesson,
Never fall for a man with nothing but attractiveness,
Because in the end, you would always be a mistress.