Little Daisy Duke

Sometimes I fantasize about what would be
If I knew that I was invincible because I grind up some trees
Sedation is magic when you’re ready to bounce
Sometimes anxiety is shrugged off the shoulder like my little tight knit blouse
I walk in the light, letting the shadows fall behind
Proverbs and psalms in the bag I’m spiritually inclined
I’m tempted like no other
But raise some hell cause I’ll be the first to yell Motherfucker
It’s “daddy issues” I’ve been told are the reasons I’ve become so goddamn bold
In my prime age days I’m ripe as a peach
Aura sticky as honey I need God to send me some bleach
I pray all day because I’m misunderstood
If you call me bitch again I’ll let you know this sweet cherry’s up to no good.
They keep thinking I pass it around toss it up like an easy salad
Let me tell you once that your assumption’s invalid
I work hard everyday hustle is the word
Did you really think I don’t make enough fucking money to sing with the birds?
Say your advances were Innocent as fuck but don’t tell me you matter
Because once a fool never again just look at the one who’s heart I did splatter.