You can do it Kathryn, c’mon, get it in gear!
Welled up with tears, her eyelids couldn’t shelter the fears
If she walked back thru those doors she’d catch some hell in her ears
Yellin ‘n sneers maybe even pelted with beers
bank account at bottom dollar, bills swellin til clear-
skies n silver linings’ razor thin memories, sheer
6 months on injured reserve no choice but to go back
I’ll just throw back a couple vicodins ‘n flush down a prozac.
fire up the khush ‘n double shots of cognac
get blowed, pack the duffle bag ‘n I’m out, Let’s Go Kat!
motivated sufficiently, Kat acted deliberately
strolled her faux confident ass right thru the doors of Epiphany…
‘Good googely moogely!’- some cat yelled out from da back
‘Fuck when animals attack! That shits when buttshots go wack!’
‘What you sneak building a clubhouse? Girl take it back, stop it!
Your not? Then why you hiding them two bricks in ya back pocket!
Kat’s worst fears had been realized, why didn’t she rethink?
Running wit tears to the dressin room, her ass knocked over three drinks
Another dancer, cocktail waitress plus a chair at the stage!
The draft from her ass platted a Chinese broad’s hair into braids!
Scared n ashamed, Kat had Doc McClaren to blame
convinced her to be a test case sayin don’t be scared of the change
six months later there it remains, swelling still present
got her booty lookin like a belly six months pregnant
but all of a sudden,
’fuck these peasants’her confidence grew
pills she popped kicked in,
’fuck that I’ll get compliments too’
brain under waves of euphoric reminders…
she took her ass to the stage,
you could mistake it for a bookbag way she drug it behind her
someone would find her, to their liking ‘n then the shit happened
a round of applause… wait, that’s just her ass clappin
but there was a cat in the back that had some dollars to pay her
pure gump, sucker type captain just waitin to save her
cakin’ it major, his hat pulled down to cover his eyes
he placed franklins in a thong too stretched to come to her thighs
bill after bill… Kat’s garter started to fill
far from a mill, but more than enough for her to start to rebuild
startled n thrilled she had to find out what was not so apparent
she lifted his hat up, mother fucker…
it was Dr McClaren.
