LATCH KEY - Kari Faux

See, I can take two things, the dick and a hint

So if you act like you don’t want me, baby, then I’ma dip

Supplier of the juice so come and get you a sip

If you can’t eat the coochie proper, I’ma lickety-split

Peel back the layers of trauma like a fuckin' banana

I remember when you tried to make me your baby mama

Told you stop when the condom broke, you said you didn’t wanna

Back when I freaked Black & Milds, sippin' strawberry Fanta

My period was late but I didn’t get the message

'Til the doctor said, «You have urinary tract infection

And we also took a test that says you’re six weeks pregnant»

I heard cries out to God cause my mother was a reverend

She had Jesus on the main line, frequent calls to Heaven

All the while, I’m poppin' thyroid pills to balance out my levels

Preparin' for motherhood, Lord knew I wasn’t ready

About two weeks later, the baby had miscarried

I walked home alone, must I remind you?

You say when you make it in the house

To lock the door behind you

I needed more hugs, you didn’t have time to

So TV and my imagination, I was confined to

Now I’m all grown up, sometimes I hate myself

To be completely honest, I wouldn’t date myself

A prideful, needy girl who hates to ask for help

She’s either quiet as a mouse or beside herself

The deepest parts of me are wounded, I mean skinned to the bone

Lost my V while Ashanti playin', I’m foolish

She actin' out in school again, I don’t know why she’d do this

Ask me what’s been goin' on, I naturally play clueless

Felt overlooked but now I’m getting booked

For shows in different states

Where people dance and sing my hooks

Been harborin' some feelings but it’s safe to say we good

Just know I love you deeply and you did the best you could