The Making of A Whore

While growing up in a fast lane
She started these fast ways
and she was missing her father
Missing a love that could only be given by a man
But instead she grabbed the hands, of many
She seeks direction through the sex demon
She discovered that she could only fulfill that emptiness if her vagina was filled with his penis
And even though each dude split, she didn't care
Because she was in search
So she lifted up her skirt, just to feel wanted
Only for the moment 
Just to feel that penetration 
And she would cum
And then she would run
Cause’ she couldn't handle love
It step'd out on her the day she was born
She was born to be a bad girl
She really wants love but she contradicts love
But yet men fall in love
So now she's a sad girl

While growing up in a fast lane
She started these fast ways
And she was missing her virginity
she once was pure until one night
She was walking home and he raped her 
she no longer had relations to purity 
Mad at God asking him. "How could you do this to me"
She became more promiscuous and no longer did she care
And her body she shared 
with everyone 
she hated men because at the age of sixteen.
she found out she lost one
She started writing letters to her unborn child
Then she lost two.
she found out she was dying
Affected with a deadly disease She was H.I.V, positive
So without faith, her thoughts were full of negativity 
And in all actuality, she lost three
Her virginity, purity, and now dignity 
So sad
She isn’t even fight back so instead 
She left a note
Stating that she was better off dead
Damn

While growing up in the fast lane
She started these fast ways
And she was missing love
She gave all to this man
But he did nothing but verbally and physically beat her
She gave him all her love and no love was returned
So all love was taken
And after he took everything from her he left
She faced the world
And no longer had control over self
she envied men
Wanting to have power over their emotions because that's what happen to her
So she got back with the other gender
And now she’s a gold digger
With her black fist up screaming
 "THESE DUDES AIN’T SHIT”
She started playing these dudes
Because it was a fact that she had to
calling her goodies snap back
And she strips on the weekend because her butt is fat
And in fact she is confused forever

These women grew up in the fast lane
And experienced life the fast way
Because now they are 
bitches, sluts, hoes, and whores, 
Classified by labels that was discovered by things that these women went through
In a life that's true
Placed with circumstances that lead you up to questions on what to do 
sex seems to be the root of happiness these days
Being a delectation presented by punk pimps, players, and bastards 
Delivered to the weak and broken
Down for anything, far from out spoken type 
I don't want it to seem like I'm male bashing, But 
We either help it to stop it
Or we watch it and witness it get worst 
Someone has to discontinue

the continuous of this generational curse