Criminal Intention (feat. Karma)

This may not be my story, or your story
But, it represents the stories of countless others
Whether it's happened to you, or someone you know
It affects us, and the victims

I can't quite put my finger on it
But it's something about being touched
It's something about being fucked so young
That'll have you fucked up
I'm grown and I still have traumas affecting me
What is expected of a pure soul
That's been so badly mishandled?
When expressing your true self
Would only reveal more damage
Asking god like
"How I'm so young but my body's been weaponized"?
How I'm the victim but I'm stuck looking stupid?
Now I'm navigating being hyper-sexualized
Put my hands on the knife
But can't bring myself to cut
Take a hand full of pills
I'm hoping this will numb me enough
And I wonder for myself
Will I ever be enough?

Friday night, walking home from a party
He think she thicker than a snicker
But she think he sour as a smarty
Cat-calling, he want the pussy
He decided that he wanted some nookie
He wanted to jar her attention
So he can get some of her cookie
Monster
The way that he follows her into the alley to sneak up on her
Lobster
The way that he nips at her weaknesses with his claw up on her
Bossed her
Around like she ain't have a choice, but to listen to him
She said she ain't want sex
But that ain't even really matter to him

I can't believe he tried that
I can't believe he did that
She said she didn't want it
But he still did that
Stick it, push it, yea she felt that
His gratification's more important than her consent
Her goal's to chase a milly
What he did was one cent
Seems like his moral's cheap, evil is what he intends
He ain't even care about her consent
After he did what he wanted to her
He said thanks bitch

He invaded her personal space
He ain't care how she felt about it
He just did it anyway
When she tried to get away
He gripped her harder so she'd stay
He's a predator, she was prey
And he seen his entree
Her friend asked her "what's wrong"?
But she felt ashamed
She felt it was on her
It was all a part of his game
Then she thought about it
She got the courage to speak out about it
She ain't give a fuck what people thought about it
She gonna speak her truth and not care who doubt it

I can't believe he tried that
I can't believe he did that
She said she didn't want it
But he still did that
Stick it, push it, yea she felt that
His gratification's more important than her consent
Her goal's to chase a milly
What he did was one cent
Seems like his moral's cheap, evil is what he intends
He ain't even care about her consent
After he did what he wanted to her
He said thanks bitch

She said don't you touch her
He didn't even hesitate
He gripped her so hard that she felt unsafe
She told him to unhand her, he said that's a mistake
He forced hisself up on her to her dismay
He looked at her like steak up on a dinner plate
He treated her just like a toy that's for his own play
He looked at her dress like it's a zone play
Entitled, selfish
Bet that's why he ain't respect her private space

I can't believe he tried that
I can't believe he did that
She said she didn't want it
But he still did that
Stick it, push it, yea she felt that
His gratification's more important than her consent
Her goal's to chase a milly
What he did was one cent
Seems like his moral's cheap, evil is what he intends
He ain't even care about her consent
After he did what he wanted to her
He said thanks bitch