A hard shelled exterior, so they call you a nut.
Ran from your sexuality, from fear of being a slut.
So many scars on your heart, from being broken and stitched.
No wonder you have an attitude, and they think of you as a bitch.
You’ve been purposely pimped and played,
dramatically dragged through the mud.
Dropped you off in the depths of hell, and somehow you still show us love.
Your courage has has been contaminated, siphoned the strength from your soul.
Chilled the warmth that was in your smile
and left your heart bitter and cold.
So many wounds you have valiantly endured by the hands that were meant to protect.
Called you derogatory names for so long,
eventually, thats what you began to project.
What did they do to your spirit?
I can’t stand how they left you.
So I strive to become a better man myself
because that’s the only way I can protect you.
– Jah Soul