In the Kitchen

The year was 1909 when they created home economics

A class where the man could supervise to make sure women did what he wanted

We studied hard for dinner time so we could make his meals just right

But I won't be his trophy wife, proper prim and polished

It's been over a century

He still thinks we should cook and clean

Gave him one chance to show respect, and he

He said to me

Young age, pretty face, bright ideas

Ya new round here? Are ya new round here?

Your big mouth been talking a lot

Leave that new age shit outside

Too much attitude, when men are speaking, don't intrude

No, you must ask permission, now get back in the kitchen

Last time that I checked, I am not a chef

I am just a girl, this cruel world has no respect

He thinks I'm worthless unless I'm getting undressed

I tried to dismiss his arrogance but now he's overstepped

Bigot Boy must be confused 'cause who the fuck you talking to?

Six figures by twenty two, money go longer than your dick do

No matter what I do, he'll disapprove, he mistakes his beliefs for truths

I'm trying to help, prepare yourself for when he says to you

Young age, pretty face, bright Ideas

You seem to be new round here

Your big mouth been talking a lot

Leave that new age shit outside

Too much attitude, when men are speaking, don't intrude

No, you must ask permission, now get back in the kitchen

Raise your voice, he made us whisper

Scream and shout, loud and proud

Don't need nothing from no mister

Just a little feminism

Raise your voice, we will not whisper

Scream, shout, loud and proud

Don't need nothing from no mister

Just a little activism

Don't need nothing from no mister

Just a little feminism

Just a little feminism