My names Mark and feminism bother me,
I mean.. It's not that I'm against equality...
it's just that the misconception hits hard like bad economy,
as if these chicks joined the movement after a lobotomy.
Shit girl, get that shit off of me! Y'all are simply soft,
you log out & go clubbing, I see your feminism is rubbing off...
I've seen through your lies and double standards, similies can be drawn to Battle Royale;
you found a way to deal with your issues, but what the fuck happened with morale?
I'm coming home from a party wondering where the booze went,
think some chicks stole it, where's the mens right movement?
Even out on town they get lonely dudes to pay for their night,
that's taking advantage you sly bitches, ye, you heard me right.
I'm going on facebook just to witness their skewed opinions,
women feeling the need to express themselves to millions.
Funny thing is they barely seem to agree with eachother,
but equally treating it as something to obsess themselves over.
As I scroll down the page through posts where reality's bent,
I see something bout a demonstration in my area, in just a few hours there's a huge local event!
This is my time to shine, I'm going to own all of these girls,
and show them how to get back at the world.
I wake up with bruises, no time for excuses,
but the nurses suck and this hospital's useless..
People don't forgive, and they clearly don't forget,
as I look at my phone I found a picture of me all over the net.
Perhaps the male nature is fucked in the head,
As I'm looking at the pic I aint got an ounce of regret:
