Why you gotta cut me Down Sis?
All for misters who wouldn't
Do the same for you
Like you're the lumberjack To my tree
All because you can't
Stand tall in your own identity
But I guess it's always fun
Until you're in front Of the
Misogynistic gun How long and fast can you run?
Because I've never known a woman
Who could out pace the bullets
An unintended self sacrifice
Was you're idea of heaven
Worth your offering?