Territorial Call of the Female

Call.
Call me out. Call me out.
Call. You lust to be responsible.
Call.
Call me out. Call me out.
Call me out.
Don't calm me down.

What is my obsession with men?
And my need for release?
And my need for critique is lost in my body.
I am in a state of retreat.
Anxiety is energy retained in my body.
Everybody already knows.
It's important to note.
Months of posts they watch on their phones.
To me nothing will ever be said.
What's my intention with men?

Cuz you know when the man is around
That's when I'm putting you down.
Oh yes.
Oh baby pivot your frown.
You know the man is around.
Here he comes.

I know you gotta:
Call.
Call me out. Call me out.
Call. You lust to be responsible.
Call.
Call me out. Call me out.
Call me out.
Don't calm me down.

Territorial call of the man.
It's a power obscene.
A full body release.
Oh Ah
It's so naughty.
We are in a state of retreat.
Anxiety is energy retained in our body.
Everybody already knows.
It's important to note.
Months of posts they watch on their phones.
To me nothing will ever be said.
What's my intention with men?

Cuz you know when the man is around
That's when I'm putting you down.
Uh.
Oh baby pivot your frown.
You know the man is around.
Here he comes.
Don't calm me down.