“I hate you, but I still I miss you, and a part of me still loves you.”

“I used to build dreams about you.”

“You know what makes me unhappy? When brothers make babies and leave a young mother to be a pappy. And since we all came from a woman, Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman. I wonder why we take from our women, Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it’s time to kill for our women, Time to heal our women, be real to our women. And if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies, That will hate the ladies that make the babies. And since a man can’t make one, He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one.”