While growing up in a fast lane
She started these fast waysand she was missing her fatherMissing a love that could only be giving by a manBut instead she grabbed the hands of manyShe seeked direction through the sex demonShe discovered she could only fulfill that emptiness if her was filled with his And even though each split, she didn't careBecause she was in searchSo she lifted up her skirt just to feel wantedOnly for the moment Just to feel that penetration And she would cumAnd then she would runCause she couldnt handle loveIt step'd out on her the day she was bornShe was born to be a bad girlShe really wants love but she contradicts loveBut yet men fall in loveSo now she's a sad girlwhile growing up in a fast laneShe started these fast waysAnd she was missing her virginityshe once was pure until one nightShe was walking home and he raped her she no longer had relations to purity Mad at God asking him. "How could you do this to me"She became more promiscuous and no longer did she careAnd her body she shared with everyone she hated men because at 16 she found out she lost oneShe started writing letters to her unborn childThen she lost two cause she found out she was dyingAffected with a deadly disease She was H I 'V positiveSo without faith, her thoughts was full with negativity And in all actuality she lost threeHer virginity, purity, and now dignity So sadShe ain't even fight back so instead She left a noteStating that she was better off deadDamnWhile growing up in the fast laneShe started these fast waysAnd she was missing loveShe gave all to this manBut he did nothing but verbally and physically beat herShe gave him all her love and no love was returnedSo all love was takenAnd after he took everything from her he leftShe faced the worldAnd no longer had control over selfshe envied menWanting to have power over their emotions because thats what happen to herSo she got back with the other genderAnd now shes a gold diggerWith her black fist up screaming "S AINT "She started playing these sBecause it was a fact that she had tocalling her snap backAnd she strips on the weekend cause herphatAnd now she is confused forever 'These women grew up in the fast laneAnd experienced life the fast wayBecause now they are es, sluts, hoes, and whores, Classified by labels that was discovered by these women went throughIn a life thats truePlaced with circumstances that lead you up to questions on what to do sex seems to be the root of happiness these daysBeing a delectation presented by punk pimps, playas and bastards Delivered to the weak and brokenDown for anything, far from out spoken type I don't want it to seem like I'm male bashing But We either help it to stop itOr we watch it and witness it get worst Someone has to discontinuethe continues of this generational curse