Black Pussy

Lyrics

[Chorus] I know you was made for me, I know I was made for that I know that it's sacred, can I get a taste of it I know you was made for me, I know I was made for it I know that it's sacred, can I get a taste of it [Verse 1] She don't wanna ge objectified no more, she don't wanna be the topic of your convo She just wanna be electrified with the flow [?] on my face like [?] [?] on the street, she don't wanna hear that Sexual harassment she don't wanna fear that I ain't trynna act like my shit don't stink, but she don't wanna hear about what these rappers think Coz they don't care about your patriarchal standards, better learn some manners Got to find some balance, coz man making money But women making money too and she can raise the babies by herself so what she need from you If it isn't support and protection using women just to take out your aggression Trynna add another notch to your collection I think as men we need a new perspective [Chorus] I know you was made for me, I know I was made for that I know that it's sacred, can I get a taste of it I know you was made for me, I know I was made for it I know that it's sacred, can I get a taste of it [Verse 2] She don't wanna be treated like a posession Don't deserve to be second class citizen She can fix the world if she won elections Coz she a black queen homie ain't no question When we talk about our women we shouldn't generalize them Calling women bitches just to dehumanise them Programming the children and desensitise them But a lot of women taking care of men where I'm from Like damn, I know my momma raised me up better Like damn, I know my granny raised me up better Call that bitch a hoe but man that bitch is my sister And I know these woman tired of all these fuck niggas Keep hearing bout how these rappers the greate Beating em up on camera, drugging and raping em I'ma speak the motherfucking truth dog Claiming you a real man [?] in the booth dog [Chorus] I know you was made for me, I know I was made for that I know that it's sacred, can I get a taste of it I know you was made for me, I know I was made for it I know that it's sacred, can I get a taste of it [Verse 3] You know it's really hard being black in America You know it's really hard being black over seas You it's even harder when you living as a woman Raising up the children [?] she don't need Can't even imagine what my mom's sacrificed Can't even imagine what my aunt sacrificed So we can have it nice Just so we can have it nice And I ain't even really wanna be a doctor Or a lawyer or a doughnut eating copper Coz I be rocking mic's and yeah my mom she understood She told me son, go blow and uplift the neighbourhood So many people oppressed so I'ma be Fighting with the words [?] Yeah I couldn't do it without you So I had to make a song about you