Poor little crack baby. Born too soon to an unfit mother. Underweight in a hospital room. Maybe not making it . Dying too soon. Crack baby I feel sorry for you. I wish that I could help you.Crack baby don’t you cry. The pain you feel, why did your mother get high? You got a chance to gain some weight. When you wee conceived did your mother even know her mate? Love was not in your mothers’ heart. The government wanted to break you apart.

Crack baby don’t be mad. Your mother don’t even know who is your dad. Please forgive her for letting you be born. How did she know that you’ll be scorned.