Respect me gal
You hear me
Say yes sir master
The language of the slaves' captivity
All I heard when I was little
Were these words and respect me
As I grow up
I instill in thee
Yes sir yes mam When talking to me
I want them to behave
But I want responses
Like the captured slaves
They call it respecting
I see it infecting
Stuck in traditions
Slave superstitions
Break a mirror
Bad Luck 7 more years
Slave instilled fears
Cheers to the master
We follow our peers
Raising a generation
Into hells damnation
Respect me gal
You hear me
I'm sorry Mr.
No chains
I AM FREE