story of erica

, these days, making love ain't been fun, 'cause making men cum has been her only income, 21, erica is barely 21, and for the dollar, she gon' give it up for anyone, red bottoms, she gon' get them louis vuittons, sugar daddy get whatever shoe she want, and if you gotta blue tick, she like, how you been?, she even let a couple rappers hit it now and then, boss mode, erica in boss mode, hit the gucci store, she ain't even check the barcode, oh shit, retail, therapy from retail, another venmo alert in her gmail, all the other girls wanna ball out like erica, l.a. to n.y. queen of america, but all of this can't cover up what she has never told, her uncle was abusing her since she was only 7 years old, erica, erica, erica, erica, that'd be the motto that she lives by to earn something, they ain't with the nonsense, so quit the nonsense, you think these guys have a conscience?, they're barely conscious!, these dudes are bonkers!, she looked him in the eye, then she winked, that's a signal, bathroom, took him to the bathroom!, erica give dome like a motherfucking vacuum, she said, "where the condoms, you better have the condoms", he say, "i can't find them, is that a problem?", not a problem, hitting from the back, thinking, damn, he didn't pay again, she said, better pull out like abel, from h&m, he said, you a good girl, who'll zip it shut, aren't you?, and that's the same thing her uncle told her every barbecue, erica, erica, erica, erica, erica, shit, it's been two years, little man is growing up, but momma's gotta cope without his daddy showing up, she can't believe it, she's gotta raise this kid unassisted, thinking, here we go, another black daddy a statistic, and she vowed she would never have a son nor a daughter, to a man with resemblance to her own fucking father, shit, it's crazy, she said, who that at the door?, it better not be that nigga i was talking to before, 'cause i know that that man i was talking to before, doesn't have the fucking nerve or the balls or the guts in his core, to show his face on the front of my porch, doesn't wanna see his son or pay a cent in child support, but he wants to hit it raw!, then she opens up the door to see the father of her child, socks her in the jaw, says, you wanna make demands with this letter in my hand?, who the fuck are you to try to put me on a stand?, shoulda went down to the clinic!, and then she said, 300 fucking dollars, that's the cost to be a living, a living, breathing human?, instead, you're just assuming, how the fuck can you say that shit?, he's got your blood flowing through him, shit, you gonna mentally and emotionally leave him fucking ruined!, do you even know the impact of the shit you doin'?, try to make me understand!, 'cause ain't no way that in the mirror you can call yourself a man!, he starts reaching for his waist, she gets up in his face, then he pulls a glock 40 out, he doesn't hesitate, move out the fucking way, it's either him or both of you, so don't make me choose your fate!, and then, bah, bah, bah, three shots without warning, neighbours hear the screams from the yard, 'cause the dogs keep on constantly barking, and he don't make a sound, he can't believe his eyes, he collapses to the ground, and he heard that crying, for the first time in his life, wished he could turn back time, she said i ain't a real man, she ain't lying, 'cause lord i took her life, so in exchange take mine!, little man, i'm sorry that i couldn't make you happy, but trust me, you don't want me as a daddy, i wish i could take it back, best believe i do, i took your momma's life, now i'ma take mine, too, erica, erica, erica, erica, erica, erica, erica, erica