Tonya, Betty, & Cheyanne

Lemme tell you a story about Tonya
Gotta brilliant brain
Doesn't trust her intelligence
Trynna make it a different way
When did it become a fad to wear less as more?
Advertising to every man she walks past to the store
They see what she has to offer: pretty face, breasts and legs
This must be an ass man
It's covered up so he doesn't pay
Her any attention
Now she buggin out
Thinkin to herself
'What more can I do to stand out?'
Breasts up when she out
Waist-trainer on when she home
Nails done to the nines
Hair on fleek, she so cold
What Tonya doesn't know is that this man is blind
Not concerned with what she looks like
Wants to know what's on her mind
This Tonya doesn't discover
She's too consumed
With herself and wondering why
That man didn't swoon
Questions her self-worth
Couldn't get the man to look twice
Even though she ain't got no bra and them titties bounce as she walk by
Can't even focus in the store
Nah, forgot what she needed
Hopin the man is there when she walks back
Gotta do some redeemin
She'll walk past this man and show, she got booty for days too
Pop it out, let it jiggle
Ain't afraid to do extra for the juice

This Betty sees
It brings her to her knees
Takes her back to the days when she was strippin in the Keys
Fresh outta college
Trynna pay back them loans
Had nobody
She was out there on her own
Regular 9-5 wasn't footin the bill
Couldn't get a better job in the nursin field
No connections did she have
She ain't see another way
A man approached her on the street and said "Aye baybay!"
He told her his plan
She thought he was the man
Signin contracts
Shopping sprees
Modelin gigs in Japan
What Betty didn't know, was this wasn't pro bono
All them flights, lookin nice
She'd work night after night
Yea, that contract she signed, she was his for life
Rapin her every day
Takin away her fight

Look
This Cheyanne sees
But no sympathy for B
Been runnin these streets since she was a lil thing
Just trynna eat
Moms wasn't home, dad strung out on the couch
Lil Cheyanne was trynna find, any way out
'Didn't finish school, but baby girl that's ok
You've got other talents, other ways to get paid'
Affirmations she tells herself
Just to get through
Betty and Cheyanne were locker mates
So Betty hears it too
The next day they found her
Bloodied on the floor
Lil Cheyanne got out
Customer helped her to the door

Tonya, Betty and Cheyanne
Similar lives they could have
Betty got out cus of Cheyanne, now she wants to take Tonya's hand
Help her down a different path
Help to make her life great
'Didn't finish school, but Tonya, girl that's ok
You've got other talents, other ways to get paid'
But Tonya is grown
Everything she knows
Betty, bitch bye
Is the greeting she bestows
Breasts up, butt out
Jigglin her shit for the blind man
Betty knows, this is the beginning of the end
Chyuh, There goes Tonya
Betty hopin she not the next Cheyanne