Men don't protect her
They just neglect her
They got her singin the blues
There's either no God or there is and He don't care 'bout you
She'll keep on hustlin'
Make money 'til the cash starts rustlin'
She's got the keys to the till
Her scent is dancin' like a pyre upon the window sill

Are you seeing, what I'm seeing?
In control, in command
She's just a woman in charge of a plan
Some love 'em and then leave 'em
Some want you to stay
It doesn't make a difference
If she does it for pay
Far from born again
She's doing porn again
They're angry little dogs
But she don't care what they say
Same men that tell her, "Stop"
Are the same suckers that pay
Far from born again
She's doing porn again

There's no romancin' when a woman makes her money from dancin'
She's not gon' fall for your charm
You have to call her stupid just to comprehend what she does
Now, she's doing sex work
Pays bills while you all still text jerks
She buys her own damn meals
You sit at home and masturbate while she plays grown-ups for real

Are you seeing, what I'm seeing?
In control, in command (In control, in command)
She's a woman earning more than a man
Some love 'em and then leave 'em
Some want you to stay
It ain't your goddamn business
If she does it for pay
Far from born again
She's doing porn again
This girl's a new creation
Even after two kids
She'll change your whole damn life
You just watch one of her vids
Far from born again
She's doing porn again (ooh)

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Writer(s): Alex Cameron