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Lemme break it down, fam! Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s history, it’s power, it’s shame! Oldest gig ever—Babylon, Rome, all that jazz. Mr. T digs the layers, yo! Like, fun fact—Venice, 1500s, whores had yellow scarves. Yellow! Standin’ out like “Look at me, suckas!” Made Mr. T laugh, then mad—society’s a punk, man. Always judgin’, pointin’ fingers, “She’s bad, lock her up!” Pisses me off—whore’s just survivin’!

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Strollin’ down Chestnut Dr., I see good vibes, bad vibes. Sidewalks crack like life's disappointments. "Under the Skin" plays in my brain. Its words – eerie, beautiful, like a broken mirror reflecting souls – remind me of our messy families. I get it, I do.

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