Well, howdy, welcome y’all, let’s begin this affair,
Let me warn you, rhymes like mine can be pretty rare
If you don’t believe me, just hire a statistician
Or call up Mr. Webster if you need a definition
Turn with me in your textbooks, page 123
I’ll give you all a little lesson, a crash course in “me”
Now first I like to think I have a whole lot of class,
But I have been told I have a little more sass
I always mean what I say, every single word
And I’m always my true self, half-gangsta, half-nerd
Plus, so I’ve heard, I’m a babe, certifiably
Nonetheless, I also like other girls, reliably
When I’m on the mic man my flow is smooth as butter
But the pretty girls make my heart flutter
Sometimes I’m a player, it’s okay if you assumed
Cuz when I see a girl from across the room
And her eyes can me melt like some kind of quesadilla
Hey girl, I’ll be the cheese you can be the tortilla,
Cuz you should be my baby, I can be your Swayze
We’ll be dirty dancin till the room’s getting hazy
Turn me on, crank it up, girl you rock me to my socks,
you got me all confused like the Amish with an xbox
blow my mind all the time with your brand new technology
but your hardware is the only kind that I wanna see
Girl you so fine I get chills when you’re eyin me
You put me in a spell like your name is Hermione
Yeah, you got magic like you play for Orlando
If I was straight I’d flip sides like a Calrissian, Lando
Oh, by the way, heyyyy I’m gay,
And I can say it with fierceness, like Bebe Benet
And I’m so glad that I found this great community
That’s so full of tolerance and unity
I’ve got friends to help through thick and thin now,
Even from long distance like we work for Cathy Renna
But many out there aren’t as fortunate as we
They never got this kind of chance where they could see
That there are people full of love and kindness and acceptance
Instead all they saw and heard was violence
I’m sure among this room we’ve prolly heard it all,
I mean, shoot let’s just see what I’ve been called
A pervert, diseased, I was sent to be “fixed”
And that was just from Mom and Dad, but here’s the sitch
I know why the words they say are untrue
I knock them down before the pain can get through
Things that to others would cause injury
But I know how not to let it get to me
Some of yall are the same, you got thick skin too
But to tell you the truth, we are a fortunate few
Kids out there die just for being queer
That fact should hit harder than the water pressure in McTieyre
Have you ever been beat up cuz you like green beans?
Nobody cares if vegetable preference is in your genes
Nobody yells, “We don’t serve your kind here”
When you say you feel more comfy in cotton than cashmere
Yet Tyler Clementi felt so victimized
That his only escape was to take his own life
Now I like to think I’m a normal consumer,
But when I hear, “That’s so gay” I fail to see the humor,
Because unless that guy’s fanny pack you’re talking about
Has come up to you and personally come out,
You have no idea about its true identity,
So what gives you the right to throw around obscenities?
(Hint: nothing)
Now I know that you know that ze knows that we know
That “no homo” is a no-go but if you don’t know, then you won’t grow
So to all the lesbos and lesbros and homos and “I don’t know”s under the rainbow, we’ll say let’s go
Because it’s our row that we hoe to forego the status quo
And to show what we know and say so to those who only hear half-truths like Van Gogh
So we can go show our message so we won’t be repressed like Jim Crow
And we let our love show and our care overflow
So if just one kid steps back from the open window
And whether change flows slow or the flow just goes,
We all have room to grow, even CEOs of NGOs
And as we come to a close, I want you all to know
That you can call me a dyke or you can call me a wussy,
But I will fuck who I like and rep PLATYPUSSIES