girl you be trippin

Story Time: I told my mom i liked girls yesterday

She asked me who (insert girl who works with me who has a unisex name) was… i said just someone I work with…

She in turn says “Do you like him? You always smile when you talk about him.” I said “Him? You mean her?”
Shes so shocked at this point. Her curiosity grows, you can see it on her face.

“You like girls now? What happened to (insert bae’s name here)?” I said “You KNOW we still talk. So rn i only like (bae).”
I smile “(coworker) is cute and charming and i do like girls too but like i said (bae)…”

Shes trippin rn. Less of a omg i cant believe this, this is terrible trippin. More like a laughing, stunned trippin

“So you like girls… youre a lesbian now… hmm. Good for you. Better than these niggas you be fw (referring to fuck nigga #3 who she had just found out about)”

Yall dont understand how proud I am of my mother for being so calm, understanding, and supportive. I was expecting her not to be mad, but i definitely didn’t expect the reaction. She surprised me in a good way.

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When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay,
‘Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight.
I told my mom, tears rushing down my face
She’s like “Ben you’ve loved girls since before pre-k, trippin’.”
Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn’t she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.

I remember doing the math like, “Yeah, I’m good at little league.”
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics.

The right wing conservatives think it’s a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made rewiring of a predisposition.

Playing God, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don’t know
And “God loves all his children” is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago
I don’t know.

And I can’t change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love
She keeps me warm

If I was gay, I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately?
“Man, that’s gay” gets dropped on the daily
We become so numb to what we’re saying
A culture founded from oppression
Yet we don’t have acceptance for 'em

Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board
A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
Gay is synonymous with the lesser.

It’s the same hate that’s caused wars from religion
Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment
The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins
It’s human rights for everybody, there is no difference!
Live on and be yourself.

When I was at church they taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service those words aren’t anointed
That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned.

When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same, but that’s not important
No freedom 'til we’re equal, damn right I support it.

(I don’t know)

And I can’t change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love
She keeps me warm

We press play, don’t press pause
Progress, march on
With the veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause
'Til the day that my uncles can be united by law
When kids are walking 'round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
And a certificate on paper isn’t gonna solve it all.

But it’s a damn good place to start
No law is gonna change us
We have to change us
Whatever God you believe in
We come from the same one
Strip away the fear
Underneath it’s all the same love
About time that we raised up… sex

And I can’t change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love
She keeps me warm.

Love is patient
Love is kind
(I’m not crying on Sundays)