I swear sometimes you’re taking me for granted, I swear sometime your a whore, I swear but I know there ain’t no reason, ’cause everything is such a bore. Last night I had a dream, though it made me sick, saw you in your bedroom sucking someone else’s dick. MY GOODNESS! My friends all laughed, said it was my fault, said it’s time that it happened to me, but I know that the show was much more than a low, so I’m waiting for the tide to get low. If I was an ant crawling upon the wall, tell me baby would it make any difference at all? If I was a roach on a tree, tell me, would you smoke me? Bright lights put me in a trance, but it ain’t house music, makes me want to dance. Word. I don’t gamble but I bet I’m gonna die if I don’t get a cigarette. Hold me close, I always play the mack with this monkey on my back.
When you grab a hold of me, you tell me that I’ll never be set free. I’m a parasite, creep and crawl I step into the night. Two pints of booze, tell me are you a badfish too? Are you a badfish too? Ain’t got no money to spend. I know the night will never end. Lord knows I’m weak, won’t somebody get me off of this reef? Baby you’re a big blue whale, grab the reef when all duck diving fails. I swim, but wish I never learned. The water’s too polluted with germs. I dive deep when it’s ten feet overhead, grab the reef underneath my bed. Ain’t got no quarrels with god. Ain’t got no time to grow old. Lord knows I’m weak, won’t somebody get me off of this reef?
You’ve got your hair permed, you’ve got your red dress on screamin’ that second gear was such a turn on, and the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning here and you’ll be gone before too long. Who taught you those new tricks? Damn I shouldn’t start that talk, but life is one big question when your starin at the clock and the answers always waiting at the liquor store, 40 oz to Freedom, so I’ll take that walk. You look so fine when you lie it just don’t show that I know which way the wind blows. 40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good, even though I feel bad.
She was living in a single room with three other individuals, one of them was a male, and the other two, well hell, the other two were females. God only knows what they were up to in there, and furthermore, Susan, I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them habitually smoked marijuana cigarettes….. Reefers. I smoke two joints in the morning, I smoke two joint at night, I smoke two joint in the afternoon, it makes me feel alright. I smoke two joints in time of peace and two in time of war. I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints, and then I smoke two more. Daddy he once told me, ”Daughter, you be hard workin’ woman”, and momma she once told me, ”Daughter, you do the best you can”. Then one day I meet a man, he came to me and said, ”Hard work good and hard work fine, but first take care of head”. Whoa rock me to the night, Ja say.