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and I slipped the "jim" on, and soon as we had contact she said it... "Oh, no!" But I was like, still diggin' deep She never said another peep And I wasn't trippin' cuz I was fa' sho goin' fo' mine Strange thing was, when I implied as to her being satisfied she quietly but sternly replied absurdities telling me to leave at once I sighed, "...Whadafuck..." and proceeded to pack my grip, shit, "I got mine, what I'm trippin for?" What I'm trippin' for? But then it hit me like a Tyson blow, it hit me so hard the realization of 1+1 equalin' 2 but 2-1 (one being the variable representin' her when she said, "no") can't still equal 2 If it do they call that "forcible entry" If that's what I did then it's a bid right in the clink shit that stink think B...think... So I called her up to apologize I ain't lyin' I had tears in my eyes Cause I was scared she was going to tell But she wouldn't talk to me Wasn't trying to see what I was talkin' about wouldn't even take my calls Time wore on and I got the balls to see how she was doin' only to find out, her life I had ruined See, apparently she couldn't take it that I took it so she decided no one else would do the same She left a not saying that in this world there's too much pain that she could no longer bare and how it wasn't fair how folks could take things precious things most intimate things against another's will She said, "Don't feel bad for me, cuz I'm now out of the inferno, in a place where there's no strife and tension's at a low a place where you never hear a woman called a "bitch" or a "ho" and above all else, a place where "no" still means "no"." The note was found next to the empty bottle of sleepin' pills next to the empty Old Grand Dad next to several photos of herself on the dresser next to the bed where she lay dead cuz I let that testosterone rule my head both of them The guilt I felt was too much, so I turned myself in now I'm payin' for my sin in the state pin For the crime of rape now I'm at stake cuz, with my frame I know my ass they will try to take from me going to try to make me the prison B----ioch If I had only waited until she said "yes" I wouldn't be in the mess that I'm now in, and she'd still be here and we'd again have the opportunity for intercourse but all I can do now is express my deepest remorse and take things real slow and always remember no still means NO by Branden M. Parnell
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