Adia Victoria - Aye, Papa lyrics

And for my inheritance, He left me a ba*tard b**h Born to ramble below the bad sign—the worst sign— That he signed and I'd sealed, And maybe I'd feel fine if I didn't feel at all, but... You can't unborn what is brought into this world. At best, I am laid to rest, But it won't be as if I never lived in this skin. You see, every single cell has a story to tell And they won't be silenced; They scream, they moan, rejoice, they yell, And while I'm wearing thin in the thick of it all There's this part of me that keeps up the crawl. The steady march past what was, What is, And towards what could be. Because the best of me can't have already been, I can't have been consumed by him. In the most gross coup d'etat, He took it all Before I even knew what it was, Or that I had it at all. No. Inside me I find the audacity to dare fight back, To pull away from his press and protest: "Motherf**er, that's just about enough of that." In the face of the father So unjust, unkind, un-there, unaware, Just un-, I'm the daughter you bled Then shed Like a bandage And then you vanished. Well I say "Go, just go." And then that steady march becomes a full sprint Towards making sense of the sea-change swelling up inside of me. It is a mad dash towards mending this flesh and loving this flesh complete. And to think you were the thing that was doing me in And dwindling me down to a woman undone, Just think.