Seems we’re slap dab in
A down spin in our wisdom
We’ve lost all semblance of difference
Between that of women and men

Completely forgetting who owns
Which set of chromosomes
Crossed our will’s with want’s
Lost our do’s and don’ts

I find we’re in crazy times
Woke folk out of their minds
With thoughts short of a dime
Could someone please hit rewind

On the back of this caboose
There’s more than a few screws loose
That’s what you get when you
Hold the tracks together with crazy glue

Putting us smack dab in
This downward spin in our wisdom
Losing all semblance of difference
Between that of women and men