A solo spoken-word piece where the performer announces an impossible pregnancy after sleeping with Deacon Earl, mixing religious pleas with panic about losing Social Security benefits. He invokes Dr. King and Steph Curry while wrestling with the absurd contradiction of being told he can't get pregnant, then discovering he is.
Y'all pray for me. Oh Lord, I got some terrible news today. I don't know how it happened. It was a miracle. It was a different kind of miracle though. I used my backside to backslide with Deacon Earl. Ah, yeah, baby, I just found out I'm pregnant, baby. I'm pregnant. It's a plus. Ain't no plus, that's a minus, baby. They gonna take my Social Security. Oh Lord, I didn't even know I can still get pregnant. It wasn't even worth it neither, girl. Was so quick, it was quick. I mean, I woke up and he was done. He put his leg back on and I was like, wow. Oh Lord, I'm going to hell for that, baby. I don't know, I don't know what's going on. I mean, when they took my prostate, they said I couldn't get pregnant no more. I don't understand it. You know, boy, I don't know. I, I ain't had a cycle since Dr. King. Well, you know, me and Jesse, well, Steph Curry, we got a little busy one time too, but that don't count because, you know, It was fast. Oh Lord, I pray for him. I gave myself away. I gave myself away. Oh Lord, and he used me. He used me.
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