Can someone please turn on the light?
Guide me through the darkness cuz I keep falling in this damn hole,
And I'm trippin' cuz I thought that shit was closed.
But that muthafucka opened and here you are ready to place hands on my body,
But not in an erotic I want it typa way.
No. More like the 'fuck you say bitch' typa way.
I've been hiding from my feelings for some time,
Hoping the sun would come out and make you shine.
Shine bright like the stars I use to compare you to,
As if you deserve my praise, as if you deserve to be on a pedestal.
The only thing that shines are the flames of rage that course my veins,
The fire that is ready to burn your ass.
So I dare you to lay another hand on me,
I want you to give me a reason to fight back.
No I'm not weak. I'm not your little doll you can manipulate.
I have rage built up baby and its about to boil over,
So I urge you come closer.
Let me make you feel low, like less of a man,
Show everyone that you're just a bitch made nigga.
A woman abuser, a user, the scum of the earth.
Oh I've got a lot of rage and I want you to feel it,
I want you to be the one hiding from my furry.
Behind the rage.
