Whose revolution is this anyway? My liberation was not built As a play pen For your dreams Don't give you access to my pleasures Ad hoc and duty free Do not think my heart and mind Are not important, secondary No, remember this sweet nothing My liberation's not for thee I wear my heart and my sex Draped upon my sleeve Yet some of yall seem to think That i am brash and too feisty Until you want it for yourself In whatever ways you feel Touch it feel it hold it own it But only momentarily Cos deep down Where truth resides I think that what this really means Is that i am but a dolly With a button and a key No, remember this sweet nothing My liberation ain't for thee Wanna fetishize my freedoms Lick the flesh of fantasy Exoticise Eroticise - the vessel That you see You see that lioness, sat regal Yet without the claws n teeth You see that goddess, in me able Yet compliant with your needs But you f...