Medusas Plight

I learned my pimpin from a madam
So cut the chatter
I'm inclined to treat her better
And not the latter
Shatter all interpretations
Of what's so called mackin
Actively building
Rapports of grandeur
And such
Actions happen to solidify
I'm who she could actually trust
To tell her life and
All demons that came with it
And how she aims
To tame
The pain
That remains hidden
And a shame that has
Plagued them from the beginning
See for women
If you like sex you a hoe
If you don't you a prude
If you sell it you a slut
If you giving it for free
You're a fool
If you say no your a cunt
You're a bitch
And you're rude
And then they proceed to angrily rape
And take it from you
Like you ain't got the agency
To do what the fuck
You wanna do
Like you are not a human
Why the fuck
Should I give you rights
You are a tool
To be screwed
For a few nights
You'll cook me food
Bare my kids
Or catch a few rights
As I jot this down
A spirit asks me
Is this the story of
The woman
Or the slave
I say shit
Ain't they the same
Especially if they black
It's know way
I'm dealing
With they pain
Without killing every person
That hated
My hair skin
Nose and name
But loved it
When they discovered it
On Kim k
I say
Y'all hated the groove
Of big mama Thornton
But it was the tune
When Elvis decide
To record it
And you a coon
If you think
Black women ain't
On the forefront marching
Yo mysogonoir is obnoxious
You garbage
The coonary sound stupid
Please stop talking
Pause it
So I can give oshun and olukun
Some homages
Ase from the goddesses