What Makes Me Mad
On duty one day, the sun's out there's a breeze,
A man comes out with his sights set on me.
Says he can't swim and he's looking for a lesson,
Short course crashed when I spoke of a correction.
Hand up my leg and chills down my back,
He did me wrong and I don't respect him for that.
Where I come from a Mr. ain't a misses,
And the only one who gets that treatment is a mistress.
A whore, a slut, a homewrecker or hoe,
Because of him I'm at an all time low.
Afraid to love because of intimacy,
Afraid to sleep because I may dream.
No one saved me though witnesses were there,
I guess that's the meaning of, "Life is unfair."
Now there's a warrant for you and a riddle for me,
The operas may have these but so do the streets.
I'm ghost bustin' the phantoms as they come for me.
I can trust no one, so I'm scared and alone,
Can't even go to a lemonade stand on my own.
When you walk with no shadow keep a cross in your hand,
Hold a bible, talk to God, and have a pepper spray can.
And what makes me most angry about all I have seen,
Is that these are the lessons learned by age seventeen.