Feminism is a hell of a ride 
As we're teaching our daughters about having some pride
But it's our sons sitting in their bedrooms
Watching porn with their brothers that we gotta remind
It's like that, you know the women on the videos
Giving head to the guy with the twenty inch 
Well I hope she's getting paid for that shit
You can't really expect girls to beg for your dick

So boy sit down let me just remind you how it's gonna go down
I'm not your girl, I do not appreciate you coming around
You like my style, like the way my body looking when I get down
That's fine, it's true but understand that I would never get with you

What's a matter is it hard to understand
That a woman doesn't need a man
But the bitches in the town I live are getting sloppy 'n' shit
And men are thinking that's how it is
But I don't care if it is ten inch long
If it is ten inch wide 
If it is ten inch either side
Cause all that matters in the end is what you do with it
Wear it on your head or go on put me in the mood with it

So boy sit down let me just remind you how it's gonna go down
I'm not your girl, I do not appreciate you coming around
You like my style, like the way my body looking when I get down
That's fine, it's true but understand that I will never get with you

A lot a people just ignore the dick in the room
Hoping the misogynistic dude will grow some balls soon
But if I hold back any longer I'm gonna choke
Spasm on the floor if I hear another rape joke
You guys pretend that it is funny when it's not
Did it happen to your sister? I guess not
Do you not respect your mother? I guess not
Did you get it from your father? Well of course not

Cause all the boys with their hands on their dicks
And their mind on the money and the cars and the chicks
You don't know about the lonely walk home
With your keys in your hand getting ready to chop dicks
Cause you don't have to re-think what you're wearing 
Pretend that you're listening to music to stop them staring
so that's the question that I've been asking now you're listening
What's my music gotta do with the clothes that I'm wearing

I'm looking at your daughter as she's walking alone
When a guy comes behind her, looks a lot like you
But it's not you, of course not you're not that type
It's the guy from the old days the guy called Mike
But he don't realise that Delilah is a big girl now
He just followed her out from a nightclub in downtown
He didn't hurt her but imagine if he did
Would you feel the way that I feel

if that girl was your kid?