if I sit with my legs open, don't assume
that I want a *** interaction between me and you
when I bend over, I might be picking up a spoon
don't surprise me from behind and do something cruel
if I'm high or intoxicated, don't take advantage of me
please don't escort me anywhere where I can not see
please don't make me into the person that I know I wouldn't be
God when I'm not okay, please watch after me
when I tell you my stories, please don't use them for evil
don't be the break to my heart but the thread to my needle
all my secrets I tell, promise you'll keep em
and when my world is crushed, my feelings you'll feed em
I just want an ear, not to be an opportunity
not the girls the get solicited in the community
from being vulnerable and naive
telling people their info thinking they care
to wolves in sheep clothing who are honestly mean
love isn't in the air
If I'm ugly and not cute, do I still get a chance?
do you want emotion and not whatever is hidden in my pants?
God do you see me on my knees praying with my hands?
I'm tired of waltzing with the devil, when's the end to this dance?
where's my family
who is Emily
on the amber alert
that comes in handy
but Brianna
who's kind of hotter
won't be found
can't dream of those fantasies
Em is white
And because I'm black
They 311 her
they cut me slack
or not so much me
but my abducter
because white america
Is a white producer
out here screaming find our girls now
when they should be at home living the life of a child
do you know what's really wild
they think these girls are running away
everything that's colored involved is a joke now
blacks smoke ****
but the whites snort *******
is there really any difference
aren't we really the same
but I'd never be lost
if I found
love a while ago
from the people who knocked me down
for mental health
is there really a cure
clinical depression
does it really hurt?
if it doesn't pain you physically, it doesn't exist
I guess I'm just fighting a battle with imaginary fists
girls prostitution don't end destitution
it's the quickest form of execution
you'll be lucky if you don't run into something wrong
Death is in the form of a *****, the offbeat that'll end the song
why doesn't anyone care about me?
where are my friends?
who can I run to
without being like the trend
a mass of teens and children, looking to be mended
out here on the streets thinking they're becoming befriended
kidney half way ****** up, only 15
with dreams of being a pornstar on a red carpet scene
because she was ***** and settled at the age of 13
and or maybe she was additionally getting beat
abused, hurt by the people she loved
This swan diminished into the ugly duck
she don't care what she do, being cared about is just luck
asking the world who really gives a ****!
my bro got killed by a white police
the black officers still stand with them on their two feet
when you ask why did this happen
they're quick to say it wasn't me
but you work with them
associate
you're guilty by me
white man dead
slained
black man dead
he's to blame
why are we unjust, still playing the race game?
when this is the 21st century
not the segregation game
if someone is sad, don't let them walk away
genuinely be there
yell have a nice day
who knows what they go through
just say hey
if you were me, you'd want to be treated the same way