It’s Friday night and I’m on the hunt
Out for some *****;
Looking for a honey with a big ****
Got the secret ingredient;
For my special elixir
Going to show up and dump it in her mixer
When she get drowsy I’ll take her home and “fix” her
Early morning regret;
Only for her
Because I’m a *******;
Don’t really care
People found out and now I’m on trial
But I’m a future all-star;
My actions won’t be held accountable
Set free and ready to strike again
Hanging out the homies;
Making jokes about how it began
She’s become depressed and paranoid
I’ve pushed her over the edge
Unable to push the past behind her;
She ends it all with a noose around her neck
I won’t change because society won’t make me
Is this how all women’s fate will be?