Mother

Put me back in my mother

I'm fashioning a noose in my head
Sleeping in your t shirt wishing i was dead
intercepting telekinetic messages read as threats
and at the back of them written is three words ""i regret it""
well beloved friends in the darkness guess whose left
just me and the inevitable ending manifested
one as a sharp knife twisted in your neck
the other drawn as a vision of destiny you rejected
that's three strikes for lover you're next
thats one too many times now i've wasted my breath
i'd bleed my brain to change it not even jesus save
from being a bad bitch, if a tad basic
and i'm a give no fucks type so ill say it
your top ten rapper list at least three rapists
And I will make no peace today with these
dumb motherfuckers who reach for me from
Leagues away

Put me back in my mother

look at yourself your favorite rapper has his girl in a chokehold
your other fave was hiding offspring from the whole world
i'm embarassed for you suckers, out embarrassing your mothers
acting like you made it all yourself all of a sudden
i'm not the one crying at home homie i'm hundreds
i'm good love, enjoy stunting
i hope in the future i hear that they locked you up for something
i hope in the future i hear that they locked you up

Put me back in my mother

maybe in the future you don't tell me to smile
i walk around without makin' up escape plans worthwhile
of taking off these boots and running, or stabbing you in the fucking stomach with something
if you just tuned in i'm describing what it's like to be a femme in this lifetime and
what it's like to spend a lifetime feeling so tired
all the women and me are so tired
of these manchilds with their violence
all the women and me seek asylum
but still your man dem stand there silent
but still your man just stand there silent