Pootie - Seven Was My Song In New York lyrics

How can I rewrite a two une tail? It seemed it happened every trip there This isn't some crate cell of complaints It's first wave oppression that needs to end We had just gotten off the plane There's always a few seconds of comfort till I meet all of you I always thought you were different But within a few hours I realized you were just like the rest It's not my fault that I have nothing to say It just seems easier to go away Remember when you picked us up from town? I didn't want to go down When will this all end? You met us on the floor Tripping over wedding decor And whispered in my ear I got pushed by C.B. So I turned around to see C.D. outside on the porch What followed next was something I could not forget Only lasting ten seconds Do you remember when you said I was too old for this? For bowing my head under another ceremony? Well, I think you're too old to be throwing punches at waitresses Too old for getting drunk every chance you get Maybe I shouldn't even come around anymore All you people seem to do is complain about me saying nothing at all Do you remember when you took my chair? Do you remember when you said that those were your keys? What's with this virtue of nodding and respecting fellow venture capitalists? Do you really want to know what I think of you? Because it's clear what you think of me You know what's tearing us apart? Racism, s**ism, capitalism, acneism, conversism, h*mophobia, transphobia, s*ut-shaming, the meat and dairy industry and k**ing for a hobby You say that I need to grow up But I'm just getting started