Skit Songtext
von Kari Faux

I can′t find the fuckin' pocket, nigga
What the fuck?


Uphill battle ′gainst patriarchy with a plastic knife
That'll probably be the synopsis of my fuckin' life
Doin′ all that "Pick me" shit to be somebody′s fuckin' wife
Tuh, I′d rather lay where fuckin' lightenin′ strike
Who hurt you? Bitch, I'm a walkin′ open wound
So shut the fuck up, before you meet your maker soon
I break what your mama gave ya, yo ma can't save ya
Told your baby daddy I was basic, but he ate it

Then he tipped me with your child support like I was a waitress
I don't meet to be rude, but goddamn, that dick was faceless
But that face was spacious
So I copped a squat and rode it slow like Miss Daisy
Tryna shake him like McGrady