Last night, I slept with conformity
Gave her my virginity so society would accept me
And the sex was good, it was like I wasn't even there
Because I wasn't
She sucked my individuality so dry
That my reflection asked me for my ID
We made waves in our sheets
Played scenes in repeat as we were
Flooded in the passion of mainstream
Creamed with saliva
Because I was thirsty for acceptance
We performed positions that would scorn religious eyes
Conformity gave me delicious vibes
As she told me to relax and enjoy the ride
So I let her enter into my brain
She made me hate myself so much that
I returned my name to customer service
They gave me enough money to buy an entire new facade
Because God made too many mistakes
As he placed my pieces together
Last night, I slept with conformity
And normally one would feel guilty
But this was the best one night stand testified
Because she taught me how to lie from the inside
And the only time I spent with my personlity was at night time
Because during the day, I made sure I was black enough
Since this skin now comes with a price tag and a bar code
Even though I thought it came naturally,
Conformity told me I had to buy the new version
The latest edition to a one race fits all definition
Last night, I slept with conformity
And the sex was so good it was like I wasn't even there
Because I wasn't
The walls sweated so much as they held us tight
Because she likes that boxed in feeling
She likes that bondage feeling
She likes that never free, always in prison feeling
Because that's when conformity can get really freaky
So man ***** reality, I want to be what my black people want me to be
The same old saggin pants and long T's
I'll just lie and call this a freestyle instead of poetry
Call my woman a b*tch as she pretends she didn't hear me
Praise the streets instead of planning an escape
And rape my history by f*cking my future
Conformity taught me how to stain this culture
Prolong a darkness that's too scared to shine
And the only black I know how to be
Is instilled in the heart of mine but
My people told me that that wasn't enough
I had to distribute some things, prostitute some things like
My orgininality, my creativity, and my identity
Conformity told me she was just trying to create unity
But where is the love
When my fellow African American attacks me for being different
Shouldn't our past make us the same?
Shouldn't our ancestors link us together?
No, I guess that doesn't matter
Last night, I slept with conformity
And the sex was so good, it was like I wasn't even there
BECAUSE I WASN'T
And as we continue to have sex, there's just something different
She told me I'd feel better with everyone else
But I just feel more alone
So tonight, she gave me an ultimatum
Either choose me or choose her and that's that
So I chose me...and I never called her back
Copyright 07
Gave her my virginity so society would accept me
And the sex was good, it was like I wasn't even there
Because I wasn't
She sucked my individuality so dry
That my reflection asked me for my ID
We made waves in our sheets
Played scenes in repeat as we were
Flooded in the passion of mainstream
Creamed with saliva
Because I was thirsty for acceptance
We performed positions that would scorn religious eyes
Conformity gave me delicious vibes
As she told me to relax and enjoy the ride
So I let her enter into my brain
She made me hate myself so much that
I returned my name to customer service
They gave me enough money to buy an entire new facade
Because God made too many mistakes
As he placed my pieces together
Last night, I slept with conformity
And normally one would feel guilty
But this was the best one night stand testified
Because she taught me how to lie from the inside
And the only time I spent with my personlity was at night time
Because during the day, I made sure I was black enough
Since this skin now comes with a price tag and a bar code
Even though I thought it came naturally,
Conformity told me I had to buy the new version
The latest edition to a one race fits all definition
Last night, I slept with conformity
And the sex was so good it was like I wasn't even there
Because I wasn't
The walls sweated so much as they held us tight
Because she likes that boxed in feeling
She likes that bondage feeling
She likes that never free, always in prison feeling
Because that's when conformity can get really freaky
So man ***** reality, I want to be what my black people want me to be
The same old saggin pants and long T's
I'll just lie and call this a freestyle instead of poetry
Call my woman a b*tch as she pretends she didn't hear me
Praise the streets instead of planning an escape
And rape my history by f*cking my future
Conformity taught me how to stain this culture
Prolong a darkness that's too scared to shine
And the only black I know how to be
Is instilled in the heart of mine but
My people told me that that wasn't enough
I had to distribute some things, prostitute some things like
My orgininality, my creativity, and my identity
Conformity told me she was just trying to create unity
But where is the love
When my fellow African American attacks me for being different
Shouldn't our past make us the same?
Shouldn't our ancestors link us together?
No, I guess that doesn't matter
Last night, I slept with conformity
And the sex was so good, it was like I wasn't even there
BECAUSE I WASN'T
And as we continue to have sex, there's just something different
She told me I'd feel better with everyone else
But I just feel more alone
So tonight, she gave me an ultimatum
Either choose me or choose her and that's that
So I chose me...and I never called her back
Copyright 07
This piece is excellent. I feel/hear/see it. Thanks for sharing, Phenomenon
