Born with the feeling you had the upper hand
Antiquated etiquette would deem you "strong like man"
Impervious and perfect as the stream from which you pee
El baño no está aquí, ve caca por allí
Pull your hair out from the roots
And muddy up your boots
You think that you're wanted here
But they're dreading when you appear
The man above endowed you with sight lines past the peaks
Of mountaintops that tremble when your lips diverge to speak
It's an oyster of a world and you're deserving of the pearl
Luckily, you know not to throw it like a girl