I keep finding myself writing lyrics about abused women, I mean what the fxck ? Maybe there's a feminist in me after all ...
My sister, your mister is dissin' you like this is The Color Purple
Listen sis, I'm reminiscin' and I must call ya servile
Why u tryin' to sacrifice your life for a guy ?
Like u believe in his lies and deny it ain't right
U need to see that reality won't set you free
Release your fears, get legality, he won't let you be
He beats u each time u try to fight for your rights
At night u cry like a child, while he's asleep by your side
Love is just not enough if the pain keeps comin' up
He's bluffin' too much and you can't keep coverin' up
His words hurt and I'm sure he's done worse than cursin'
Your burden is unheard but you should rehearse your verses
U tell some judge about his fudge, lemme give u a nudge
No such shxt as love, u drudge each minute and fo' whut ?
When there's no more intercourse, get divorced, close doors
And open new ones of course, just use all fours, this is the third of world wars ...