ARE YOU RAPE VICTIM ?? They rape me with their opinion, but my soul they cannot take I stopped banging on the door of acceptance long ago Swallowed by the shadows, their throats unforgiving Their violent advances are meant to drown my identity But I learned to swim years ago

Those Caribbean waves don’t scare my truth away The dead seek their vengeance upon the living It takes courage to sit there and be laughed at How old were you, when you first got raped?

Going in, we all know that love hurts Coming out, we actually understand what being hurt means Knowing isn’t the same thing as understanding Wishing and hoping isn’t the same thing as demanding My pencil showed me the way to immortality

It refused to stay in between somebody else’s lines Stubborn souls rooted in authenticity They are the true stars that illuminate the night How old were you, when you first got raped?

They rape me with their opinion, but my soul they cannot take I stopped feeling their dirty hands years ago My ears numb to their dead music

I see the truth behind their masks of treachery How can the blind show us how to see? How can fools show us the way to genius? Young dream virgins robbed of their innocence Old jealous souls bitter and envious

These narrow minded vultures seek to eat our dreams These small time thinkers become the holes in our jeans They rape us constantly with their opinion How old were you, when you first got raped?