Cryptic One - Herstory Vs History Lyrics

Let's start the story, keep it simple
Even her kinfolk referred to her as a nympho
But really she was just a simple bimbo
That loved to get up under every pole & scream LIMBO
She loved to sin though
We ain't discourage it
This wench was hot, ya needed uh gloves and oven mitts
Love? she struggled to discover it
Let's call her her Kim, psuedonym, wont reveal her government
In a church she f*cked a priest...
What?
In the precinct she f*cked police...
Say word?
She had a life filled with random dudes and chronic porn
Her golden halo held up by some demonic horns
Yeah we all called her names
We all partook in those games of shame
We all partook until she broke
No joke
They found her dangling from a rope
No note
Let's start the story, yup another
Similar plot line but this time a brother
Everyone looked at him and saw a winner
He got up under every kitty he could and screamed DINNER
He loved them all skinny, tall and fat jack
We didn't shame him, we just told him he was all that
We gave him pats on the back for all them cat traps
He told us stories, and we'd laugh like sitcom laugh tracks
We found it great, and tried to follow in his footsteps
Around the way yeah you bet he had a good rep
Even the chics flocked and loved to get their feathers ruffled
Unemployed but always well dressed and never hustled
He called Kim, them same names
He took advantage of her pain & shame
Years later saw him alone, no joke
Panhandling on the corner beyond broke on dope
So the morals of these stories...
There are no morals in these stories
Just more L's
Losers