once upon a time little girl on the grind
met a boy he was nice at the time
soon you could call them an item
funny how a title makes them think they own you
tellin' you how to dress and who to talk to
fella please don't nobody ask you
my great great granny was born a slave
she found liberation before the grave
who you tellin' how to behave?
oh i'm trying to forgive but can't forget. it was bad
it was the crying that was bad
it was the lying that was bad
it was the blaming that was bad
the self-hating that was bad
it was the waiting that was bad
it was the doubting that was bad
it was the screaming that was bad
the fear of leaving that was bad
like i just wasn't good enough for you" and other lies