Back in high school I knew this young girl named Yvette
Smart mouth but she wasn't smart, No disrespect
She ain't know the word love, All she knew was neglect
Momma told me every women must demand respect
But she ain't understand the message, Saw the road that she was headed
A walking mental case, The fucking truth I dissected
She never used her head, Might as well be beheaded
I'm finna tell the story, Hope you niggaz learn a lesson
Grew up in foster care, She considered it home
All the kids use to tease her, Still nobody knows
Her parents threw her in the dumpster, She was 4 weeks old
Showing signs of resentment, They ain't watch her grow
All she wanted was the boys so she switched up cloth
Taking selfies, She's striking a pose, You know it
This ain't Love & Hip-Hop but it felt like a show
Boys started lining up so she turned to a hoe
YOU ARE READING
Rap Paradox
PoezieThis is just another book containing thoughts, poems, and songs I've written. Vote and comment or I won't keep updating.