Inhale

Inhale (1)

I bit my lip as the needle drew inside my skin. This was the last part of my sleeve. I was getting the face of my son on my hand.

I put the cigar back to my lips as the sting subsided a little as my tattoo artist, Mario, wiped it down.

"Done." Mario said with a grin on his face. I dapped him up before giving him a few hundreds for the portrait.

I walked to my car and drove down to my baby momma, Kiesha house. I was straight bout to get full custody of Dwayne, my son. All she ever did was open her legs and I ended up being one of those niggas that slipped up with her. But I will never regret my seed.

As soon as I knocked on the door a nigga came out with a lil smile on his face. I was bout to be his ass. I was mad as fuck that this bitch bring different men inside her house with my son in their. Let me find out he start calling another nigga daddy, I won't hesitate to burry her and that nigga she fucked six feet under.

I'm not one of those bitch made niggas that hurt females but when it come to my son, I could give a shit. This was the streets of Compton and this my part, I run this shit. You know what you fucking with wit when you mess with me. I'll have yo ass in the ground faster than yo ass can say sorry.

"The fuck my son at, Ke?" I asked as I barged into the house while she sat on the couch smoking a cigarette. I was done with trying to help this chick. She putting her and my son in danger.

"The hell is you doing here?" She asked as she sat up.

"I'm taking my son. Acting like you supermom when yo ass playing hooker." I said as I went into her room where Dwayne was in his crib. I grabbed his bag and started packing all his shit.

"You ain't taking my son, Jaylen!" She said as she starting putting the stuff I packed back on the bed.

"Naw! He coming with me. I said as I grabbed the bag and picked up Wayne before sitting him on my hip.

"Ima call my lawyer!"

"You already know Ima have him! Don't act like something you ain't, Ke." I said before walking out the house. I put him in his car seat before shutting the door as Keisha came out the house yelling up a fucking storm.

"No! You not taking him! Stop! I'm sorry, don't take him." She sad as she banged on my car door as I put the key in.

"Ke, you already know you can't provide for him. Do what's best for him, Ma." I said before she stepped back.

"Can I at least say good bye?"

I unlocked the car door and let her kiss his cheek as he slept before she whispered something in his ear.

After she was done I drove off and went to my house after stopping at Mc'Donalds for something for Wayne.

He was already woke eating on some chicken nuggets with mainly his gums though some of his teeth were starting to grow in.

I took him out his car seat as he buried his head in my neck and we went in the house. I sat him down on the carpet as he finished eating while watching Sprout. I watched him carefully as I sat behind him, on the couch.

I loved my son. He was mainly all I had and every choice I make its for him. Taking him away from his momma was for him. I don't want him growing up with all these different dudes coming in and out the house. I don't want him to be like.

Though I ain't no better, I want him to have a future.