I got a vision to quit calling women bitches
This verse just started and you’re thinking you shouldn’t listen
But let me paint my sons a picture
What if that woman was your mother daughter or your sister,
To the strippers you don’t have be a slave to the big tippers
Instead Look to sky and gaze at the big dipper
This customer is just another pervy mister well-wisher,
And fuck smiling for those still pictures
That lens with the red dot seals
Infatuated with your body so you think the lust is real
Fornication and pills isn’t the only way to pay bills
I don’t see anything adult about these film
Just women being chained a reel
Some even chained to a wheel
So I directed a change in reel
Because that kind of love was never real
So I’m leaving you my heart in my will
To show there are men that understand how you feel
