okay so i had to write this piece for a feminist show...lol it sounds agry and i edited some of it but its all good...i had fun performing in in the show:)

Borders must be drawn when ones feels superior to another not race but being
And when streets bullets fly past
And I would duck just for the purpose of seeing your ass get hit….
Well then I would say our relationship is failing
Though I don’t care to fix it
I just want to sit with it
Because no tears will fall past my face when you lie face up for your last breath because If I could steal it from you
Hell I would
You could call me angry but I just think I’m dam fed up with the fact that your very existence is praised because you get your dick sucked
Or more like because you have a one
And since what is between my legs makes me emotional, over bearing, and way to fucking sensitive
Let me vent this ish in a poem
I know that right now I sound a lot like feminist
But tell me what is wrong with sounding like a feminist
A female supremacist
I mean life isn’t like the commercial anything you can do I can do better
Simply because you won’t let me
Could it be because you know that as a woman I am more than powerful
Why the fuck do you think they call it mother earth?
As a woman I am more than incredible who again do you think gave birth
Yet I am expected to do nothing but stay home and raise a family when all of you exist because of me
thank you very much but I will be whatever I want to be
And if that’s a stay at home mommy well than that’s what it will be
But because of me
But because of me you actually get to create addicting shows
For example you are the rapper and I’m the video hoe
You spit regurgitated Pac and big lines
While I display my boobs
I major in modern dance, tap, and ballet
You don’t even have a diploma but you have moves
I hate the way you double the standard on me call me a hoe for pleasing my need
But call you a pimp
For getting
And burning like 15
Wow that’s addicting
And then act like you don’t see these things like it’s not as blatant as you holding a gun to me?
Why the only thing that you leave me to double over is me being a mother and a father to our seed
Yet you will whine about the system and child support
Like a paycheck is actually what you need to support a an infant
A boy
A girl
A teen
An adult
Because I don’t know who lied and told America that 18 is the cut off line to when you stop being a parent
There are too many single mothers out here
Do you think I’m lying?
Ask mother earth when is the last time she has seen father time
Because the latest story on him is he was creeping out on her
He couldn’t stay away from these honey bees
He knocked her up and left her with an STD
We call it global warming
And it’s causing these dudes to start disrespecting women
Or nature it’s all the same really thing

You climb all over me like a playground
And then leave me for the jungle gym that has the bigger slide
What do you call us?
Because 40 60 is not an equal divide
While your looking at me like is she finished
I bet you think this poem is about you
Don’t you
Don’t you
I’m simply just tired of being treated like over used sex toys
Men please don’t be offended
This is to the boys