Fresh

Suburban housewife
White girl
Daddy’s cash
Catholic school education
So full of crap
Where’s your war
Your shame
Take your pity
This ain’t a game
I’m playing
Fuck your Buick
Matching shoes
Your weekend lover
You don’t know blues
Tell me how you suffered
Did you break a nail
Is your mother a whore
Fuck your pension
This ain’t your score
Set your own damn table
Have you ever been hungry
Man, you ain’t deep
What makes you raw
What makes you sing
Who gave you this voice
Your bite has sting
Fresh are your words
But shit you so phoney
This ain’t your world
You an uptown honey
Still you make me feel
Your words so dope
You legit bitch
You give me hope

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