Hook:
Music over bitches, piranhas. They viscous.
Music over bitches, makeup. Facebook pictures.
Music over bitches, the bullshit they dish us.
Music over bitches, on the rag for your riches!

Fuck the L Word i learned the hard way it don't mean shit,
i struggled to disconnect to be like "bitch just suck my dick!".
I was surrounded by the evilness was older when i seen it
like an out of body experience to see me as a vic.
Victimized to my demise by each and every single bitch
so really i'm surprised none of them dogs got bit.
I admit wrongs in my reactions i admit to flipping quick
to letting my halo slip, to thinking she was worth the risk.
Now i see she wasn't shit she was just getting in my head
with the mentality of a rapist of an emotion-feeding ped.
Playing havoc with insecurities with everything she said
while increasing the feeling of anxiety and dread.
In the pit of my stomach that feeling of being worthless
the curse creeping up my spine to teach of my purpose.
Preaching of the serpents in the furnace to burn us,
still versus myself. Still re-wiring my circuits.

HOOK x2

Fuck the L word i learned the hard way it don't mean shit.
I reached to gain opinions that it's just a dumb trick
it's a fallacy. A lie that i fell for like a prick.
I mean each and every time that it fell right out her lip.
I've been surprised by the lies that a bitch prepared to tell,
all she's happy doing to aid your journey into hell.
How she's gonna stick her leg out and blame you coz you fell.
How it's your fault alone but if you argue you're a bell.
So ask about the lack of respect contempt that i hold,
why i'll still be like "FUCK WOMEN" around 80 years old.
I mean i pass it off as humour coz it's easier to be told
in a joke "you're fucking wrong" than accept when rawly sold
that there's a part of me that hates you all that even hides from me
but the part of me that loves, it runs deeper than the sea.
I've thought that i was drowning under the pressure all on me
so i had to take a step back to look at it and breathe

HOOK x2

Shit maybe it's misogyny, gotta be borderline at least
that makes me put the pen to paper to try and slay the beast.
That makes me pick up the mic and spit so brazenly with cheek
to remind myself of the strength that grows out of feeling weak.
Fuck the BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH shit forcing me to say love
when it was something i didn't feel coz emotionally i was numb.
Looking back now i see the clear signs telling me to run
telling me you're not worth shit but i ignored them i was dumb.
Fuck if i hurt your feelings bitch! I don't give a damn
coz i'll never censor my thoughts or stand down from who i am.
I been raised in dark places taught to do all i can
to find that light that awaits, for my part in a bigger plan.
But it's a plan i don't get, i don't try to understand.
Don't try to hazard a guess of why i'm under satans hand
of why fate rolls out the dice for me to question where it lands,
of why everything held close slips my fingers like it's sand!