.and oh...

It's not my fault,
you made me yell at you.
I was on the phone with
my mother
and you started harassing me
in your ugly low-rider.
I don't care if it was the Bronx
and I was wearing a skirt,
a girl is trying to listen to her
mother.

That's why I had to yell at you.
That's why I had to scream,
"You can fuck off now"
in the middle of the street.
Near children.

I hate you.