Sophia Rich

SINGLE DAD A FATHER'S SONG. Got a little one sleeping in the next room. Baby mama gone, I'm the only one to come through. Bottle on the counter, bills on the table. Got a record and a dream, but I'm barely staying stable. Court dates, surging like vultures in the sky. Probation on my back, still a plug in my line. I could clock in, punch out, scrap