This one is a performance piece I formatted for this blog. I wrote this in response to the “ratchetness” I’ve seen on social media and in public. It’s not meant to bash women, rather help them see themselves from another perspective. Hope you enjoy!
I can tell you’re blinded that you can’t even see
Cause you’ll look in the mirror and still come out
barely clothed when only it’s 10 degrees
Really who are you trying to impress?
Cause if he took a second look would he find
anything worth keeping underneath that dress?
When he searches your heart will he find an empty shell,
encased in an bad body b**** with a short temper,
mouth and attitude from hell.
I wish you could see you the way God sees.
Cause baby you’re better than money
on the light bill, or a number two at KFC
Come up a level and get a moral compass
you’ll find it in your heart between “I don’t have to accept that”
and “I’m worth more than this”
I don’t need to be in the club every weekend
to know that you went. Heck you post so many pictures
on Facebook like it was time well spent.
Posting pics of you in the mirror
what they call em “selfies?” Switch it up girl
next time you should post a picture of your degree/s
I’m sorry, I’m sorry this is not what I was trying to do..
But you’ve given me so much ammo
I had to load and shoot
If you don’t want to change, don’t! The world needs you
to BE diverse, but don’t get upset when you find yourself
the subject of a rap for verse
Talking about “f that b,” “ass ass ass,” and
“All them b’s is ratchet.” If it walks like
a duck, sounds like a duck, then girl why are you quaking?
Oh I get, I’m sorry, it’s what’s trending
Like # # # # # # dot dot dot
When is that mess ending?
Come up a level occupy your mind
Instead of “oh girl did you see that nigga
damn he was fine!”
Come up a level I’m trying to elevate you
Cuz when you’re elevated you can step out of your mess
and you’ll be looking back like EEWWW
Sounding like Steve Urkel “did I do that”
Yes girl and it was plain to see
that you were so off track
There’s no power in “how loud can I get”
or “how quick can I respond.” The real power
lies in your ability to control your tongue.
There’s nothing cute about getting drunk, stumbling
and slurring your words. Oh you’ll be sure to catch something
and I’m not talking about in the sense of a verb.
But more like a predicate, as in
a necessary condition of a consequence,
like what you receive is really based on what you get
Did I just lose you? Here let me make it plain cause I want us all to win.
When you dress up, rather, when you just down to your bare skin
how are you going to demand that he respect the woman within
Because you laid it all out there
for everyone to see. So behind closed doors
or between the sheets there’s still no sense of privacy
Ladies respect yourself first and everything will
follow suit! But if you’re reading this and you’re thinking
it’s about you. Then leave a comment just below
and we can talk it through.
precisely poetic 