Don’t Hold It Against Me
by Hurit Nititka
Don’t hold it against me…
because it’s evident that by our truths we are not all created equal.
the color of his skin automatically gets him in, whatever he wants,
no questions asked accept, what denomination would like your money in?
birth should be beautiful but instead they say… look at you, what did you do, you just ruined your life.
It would’ve been acceptable had he made you his wife.
a mistake cost him dearly, now he’s locked upstate,
moms kept warning him to stop….not hard enough,
cause his siblings was hungry, and shit got tough.
He knew the risks and still tried his luck.
family denied her cause she wouldn’t abort
so she moved in with him and the first night they fought,
and the second night, the third night and the fourth.
He beat her so bad she now has a limp, a flinch and nervous cough.
He suddenly lost his job and now she carryin’ TWO kids, and she thinkin’,
would it really have been different if we first got married?
he got struggles but they can’t see through the lives he juggle.
Best at his game, best at his lies, he thinks if he fuck enough girls…
they won’t know he like guys.
they all looks, fucked in all kind of industries, then made a milli…off a book.
But you know what?
If they get fucked hard to the soul they can live their dream,
they finer than pimps in suits sellin’ their scheme.
talent for sell…momma said do something better with ya life…
but you didn’t…o well.
A hundred bitches, a hundred lives, and a hundred thousand dollar rides, sir just sign there…
yeah right there on the dotted line.
Now, what denomination would you like your loan in?
So don’t hold it against me for seeing the evidence that our truths are not all created equal.