She lies there trapped in their dark, cold, disgusting world.
Her limbs chained, eyes blind folded, and mouth gagged as if being raped.
Raped by their sexual metaphors and humiliated by their actions.
“Shut up, perform and take it b*!â€
She lies there trapped in their dark, cold, disgusting world.
Chained and blinded by the metaphors.
Gagged by their gaze.
Their misogynistic lyrics describe her physique in detail.
She is nothing more than tits and ass.
She is an object.
An object of sexual gratification.
Her body is a temporary product for male pleasure, no longer a temple.
Their sexual and explicit lyrics are nothing more than an invitation.
An invitation leading to pleasure and pain.
Their pleasure and her pain.
She lies there trapped in their cold, dark, disgusting world.
Nothing less and nothing more,
She is their whore.
“Bend over, shake thatand show me what you got!â€
She has no voice and no opinion.
She is their personal sex slave.
They are all sex slaves.
No voice, no opinion.
“Shut up, perform and take it b*!â€
These misogynists penetrate their pride into a variety of bodies,
and the used slowly become zombies.
Zombies that are solely a piece of meat.
24-34-46 is what they want.
She is just a sexual object,
Something to sex up and flaunt.
All they want to do is “hit it and quit itâ€.
After they’re done they,
“Pass it to the homie, no you hit it.â€
Because as they put it,
“B*s ain’t s* but h*s and tricks.â€
This empowerment comes from fellatio and copulation.
Mission accomplished when she’s on her knees.
She remains chained in this cold, dark disgusting world.
Not one see’s the pain.
Not one cares.
It’s just music to dance to, or is it?
They don’t mean anything by it, or do they?
She lies there trapped in this cold, disgusting world.
Raped by their sexual metaphors and humiliated by their actions.
No one notices the pain; no one cares.