You look so good, you look so fine
Well girl those jeans you're wearing are begging that you want it, right
That's what he said under his breath and with his stare
But I can assure you these signals you claim that I give you
Aren't there, that isn't fair, don't you dare
I just wanna know how many times you heard that before
I just wanna know, have you ever been catcalled before
Why you gotta
Catcall, catcall, catcall
Catcall, catcall, catcall
Why you gotta
Catcall, catcall, catcall
Walking down the street minding your own business, right
In the shadows are a couple of guys
You see them smiling and whispering and shouting and whistling
It's almost like you're finishing a race or something
Quicken your pace like there's nothing, nothing to say in the moment
It's ironic 'cause you know you're worth the gold baby
But you're angry, and you should be, you're angry
'Cause you respect yourself
Remember you would tell yourself that you'd never settle to be treated this way
Gold isn't summoned it's earned and not included in his salary
At the end of the day why am I being blamed
Claims that what I'm wearing isn't sensible
Well they lack decency and self-control
I don't wear this to be uncomfortable
I wear this 'cause I'm comfortable
I just wanna know how many times you heard that before
I just wanna know, have you ever been catcalled before
And I do this for me, this isn't a jungle
You can have a conversation like a human being
Not an animal call and response, no
Do whatever you want unless it involves this locker room talk
You had a lot to say three yards away, now you're alone
What did you say, say it again to my face
And to the face of the woman who raised you & introduced you to this Earth
It's unfortunate she gave birth to a turd who never understood the concept of respect
Who's obsessed with superiority complexes
How typical, reducing all women down to a syllable
Because your predictable lame advances weren't permissible
My nigga-ro, your male fragility's f*****g pitiful
Your act is unoriginal, criminal and despicable
I get it. We all see that you get off hatin' women
A Mr. Nice Man on 4chan always offended
At any type of progressive policies and independence
Self-confident feminist got you feeling like an appendix
That's useless, so you decide to be a nuisance
Like Dennis the Menace but verbally abusive
Spewin' s**t that's just nastier than douches
And throwin' tantrums when she throwin' up them deuces
A p***y with the catcall and that's that
Mad when the vagina dentata just bites back
You whackety-whack, next time you yakety-yak
I hope they knock you down to Earth with a smackety-smack
You suck
Now everything's below the belt I hope you have a daughter
And you teach her to protect herself from what you represent
From the things you said, in spite and in regret
I hope she knows what you look like in this light
Hope you can look her in the eyes, see your reflection
Never resent him like I do and I hope that one day
You transcend this patriarchal primacy
And find someone who loves you (If they exist)
I just wanna know how many times you heard that before
I just wanna know, have you ever been catcalled before
Why you gotta
Catcall, catcall, catcall
Catcall, catcall, catcall
Catcall, catcall, catcall
