(Intro)
Yeah…
This the real one, baby…
S-P!
(Verse 1)
I can see her over there
In the corner by herself, no one even cares
It's almost like nobody knows she's there
No expression on her face
Blank space
She stares into oblivion
Tears start to run every now and then
Damsel in distress, primary definition and
Roller coaster called life, up and down, and up again
Tryin’ to figure out all the bullshit that’s comin’ in
I'm wonderin’
What is she goin’ through?
Overdue for prosperity and fortune too, paid every due
Still unable to provide and survive like she wanted to
Dreams in disguise cloud her mind and her visual
Blurrin’ the emotion and the physical
Reoccurrin’ nightmares start to get literal
And I'm only speakin’ in general
Cuz, in that corner could be any girl
So...
(Hook)
This is for the ladies that be locked in
Feelin’ like they always boxed in
For the women that be out here fightin’ demons
Can't see the reason
Feel like you shadowboxin’
For the females surrounded by toxins
Searchin’ for a remedy
Steadily, with no other option
Yeah, I always remember that you're option number one
I learned that, as my mother's son...
(Hook A)
The teen mom in the strip club gettin’ live
Can't sleep at night
Since it’s all about the kid at home
The grad student that would rather be alone
Not sharin’ chromosomes
Living for 'Me, Myself, and I'
The young mind that tried to understand
But failed in her plan
To turn him into a better man
The little girl with the world in her hands, your life's just begun
I promise that, as my mother's son...
(Verse 2)
I still see her over there
That corner’s looking like an electric chair
The last place you expect her to be
Execution by electrocution of the streets
Society dictates what we choose to see
‘Did this to herself,’ that's what you're tellin’ me?
Fuck outta here, B!
We need more guidance, compliance
Before it gets too late to rewind this...
See, the time goes on and her heart grows older
Ice on her shoulders
Colder and colder
As the world continues to disown her, embalm her
As her demise is the only thing the world has ever shown her
Nigga, you don't know her
Can't even console her
House ain't a home; she's not even the owner
Body a wasteland; she's not even the owner
For our queens, when we gonna own up?
(Hook)
(Hook B)
The ambitious midwife
Who chose not to have a life
So she could focus on deliverin’ it
All the showcase hosts that be killin’ it
Got us feelin’ it
Gon' keep the energy alive
Prom queen that arrived late
Said she couldn't find a date
Still shined brighter than the stars
Young lady with my heart in her hands, your life's just begun
I promise that, as my mother's son...
(Verse 3)
My mama told me there’d be days like this
That the game was played like this
I came out the frame like this
Hopin’ for a better day
But, all I see is the same old shit
Why we gotta play like this?
Objectifyin’, declinin’
Staying in the same place and shit
While we should be rectifyin’ and compromisin’
Tryin’ to get away from this
I ain't tryna play that shit
Build her up, break her down, and then call her a hoe and a bitch
That’s why they say ‘niggas ain't shit’
We know our mothers and grandmothers taught us better than this
I'm not tryin’ to sound useless, or hopeless
I wanna know how to approach this
Cuz on these issues we need to focus
And I hope that you know this
So...
(Hook)
(Hook C)
Aspirin’ songwriter
Giving us more fire
Go on, inspire the public
To the 13-year old, never been kissed
Waitin’ for her prince
A knight in shinin’ armor
All the women that I honor
Angels in my life
Go ahead, spread your wings
As you fly through the heavens above, you've only just begun
I promise that, as my mother’s son…
