Jasmine Man, "The MisEducation Of A Barbie Doll."

You are being traded paper in exchange for you to be plastic


All Dolls will eventually mal-function


(I don’t even know why you girls bother at this point like give it up, it ‘s me I win you lose)


Nicki MInaj,


(It’s me)


I must admit


(Its, its me)


I have always been intrigued by your ass,


I guess that’s what the world looked like after falling from your shoulders.


(Like give it up)


You have the heartbeat of a suicide bomber


A baseline breathing out of your pulse


Your thighs play storage for the weight of the world


I dreamt that you used to back packed, the lost raps, of Female MCs who could not find their way out the cipher


(Its just like I single handedly annihilated like every rape bitch in the build)


Traded in your crown for unsharpened pencils and blank CDs


(Like give it up)


Do you ever feel a cord gripping on your neck, choke, spit?


Don’t let this industry fuck the Assata out of you


(Harijuku-Barbie)


Can and will never be code for queen


You are a Queen no matter how many times they try to shuffle you back in tape decks.


Bi Sex, straight, you’ve earned my respect


(You da Bestest)


But I know your spine binds and crooked lines


And you can’t seem to write a rhyme for your broken daughters


Slaughter, bent over back, ass cracked, bitch slapped, in videos


There is nothing pedal bike pretty about broken


Do you know what this media is trying to do to you?


They will porcelain


(Barbie)


Doll the shit out of you


Leave you noose necked hanging from Zion they will Lauryn Hill you


The mis-education of a Barbie doll coming soon


(I just had an epiphany)


Barbie, I think NYC is making you forget you come from Queens


Its scary when you have wack MCs trying to ghost write your obituary


(You should buy a 16 cuz I write it good)


Your existence is not recyclable to me


(Barbie)


Stop spitting me toy stories


Of Woodys and Buzzlight Years who only come alive when no body is watching


Fake breast


Once upon a time before puberty and tissue filled training bras all little girls wanted a toy chest


What do you treasure? *


You have turned your G-spot into a land-mind


Dirty, disgusting


We have been waiting centuries for a woman like you to carve your stiletto in history


This microphone is not a dildo so you are going to have to cum a little harder than that,


(I, win, I win, you lose)


Come a little harder for rap


Too many women before you have laid down tracks — UNIT…Y?


So you wouldn’t have to record your on your back


Spit some shit it for girls who kiss girls and got beat down to their backs


We will remember you for that


Lips sync your screams and remember your inflections and copyright your raps


MC


(Barbie)


For young money anyone can buy themselves their own ( I’m Nick Minaj, Nicki Lewinski, Nicki Barbie, the boss)


Crown, Vagina, Womanhood, and Talent,


All Sold separately


(Barbie)


You are being stabbed in the back


Inserted with a wind up string and a tag?


(R, R, R, Roger that)

Talk about “poetic justice,” Jasmine Man waged verbal war on Nicki Minaj & all the “Barbies” of the wall, who feel it’s better to be a manufactured product, as opposed to a real woman. Please don’t call her a “Hater.” We ALL need to take our cue from this Sista & speak when we see something going wrong within the culture. Early correction is our BEST protection.

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