Red Hot

When I was a teenager spirit grazing in the high grass, I was taught that I was less than anyone on earth not just because I was black.
Because I was always a praying spirit, it made the embodied jury around me angry, it made everyone want to retaliate out missunderstanding.
How could they when they wanted me to serve the sacred crucifixion for someone else?
Now, that they lived out their dreams for so long in my life, reigning down, and playing house in my life they were Red hot.
Mad at the things they do for me.
Through the spring, summer, winter, and falls to I could not see the underlying enemies under my head heaping coal on my head.
A reflection of a misunderstood puppet being under someone else's mind control in a dream.
Now, even though I suffer unusual firestorms, I don't usually say anything about it.
And now I am Red Hot mad at what's been going down on me.
Being pushed away by boys and girls because they careless; don't want nothing but to watch me suffer, whilst the soak with the sun enraged at me.
One minute they want me down.
The next they want me up and Adam.
Then they want me to encourage them.
Next, they want me to give up and leave.
Then they want me to be independent, turn around and then it's dependent.
Wanting me to be all alone, then tomorrow be similar.
Chasing men; chasing women; chasing cars and a purpose to find structure by upholding financial aid and fairy tales of where you should be in a blueprint.
All of this confusion; the toss tussle and tumble, makes disbelieve, and now I'm Red Hot mad with you.
You want me back because I have anywhere else to be.
I don't deserve this and that and anything you lack, because you are mad at me.
Do you even know why you are mad at me?
Because everytime I turn around you either do or you don't and that includes how you want me to be.
You say you want someone serious, and extremely gifted or attractive to possibly be beating.
It's unclear to me what you want from me, and so starting with my orientation, I'll be the fagot America.
When you're around, I'll just turn it off like a switch to dark seekers like you, who always want complete control and my undivided attention as company.
It's a shame because I am natural selection.
Sacrificed to be the girl you know, with a Red Hot body just to skyrocket your mind.
Now I'm Red Hot...