Mother's the only hole I've ever been in,
but my tunnel grew and grew and soon
I was forced to give it to you,
for something we called womanhood.

A broad existence ... scents with no sense.
Are we to butch the tunnel?
To turn men over ... leave the muscle.
She has everything we need.

Answer a question with a public execution,
but my child grew and grew and soon
I was forced to grant you a view,
of something we called choice.

A broad existence ... whore no more than wench.
Can we stop bodies bleeding?
Refuse the shame ... retain the stain.
She has everything we need.

Spend a check better than self-respect,
but my debt grew and grew and soon
I was forced to beg from you,
for something we called food.

It's been called a double standard,
and some
claim discrimination,
but in this broad's opinion,
the battle is won by changing sides.