This is roughly about female desires and wild mannerism. Years before now, it was seen as a taboo, female desires and pleasure. If a young woman showed signed of wild mannerism of some sort, then she would have been seen as 'one who needs a leash'. I tried comparing that with how they treated rumored witches in the second stanza. She doesn't just 'summon' anything. She summons the image of a mind in her mind. Basically daydreaming.
I feel the first drop, then the second Painting my white flowers red A pain stabs me below the belly Like a knife so sharp and heavy One peep sends me off the rails Driven mad by this cruel spell Chocolate and sleep keeps me sane Distracting me from the pain So, my lovely gentlemen, When God graciously sends A baby into your life Just think twice About the mothers who're shamed Because of the blood they waste So that you can be a daddy.