Kendrick Lamar - Keisha's Song (Her Pain) ft. Ashtro Bot

When it comes to dinner time a stew is capable of being so hearty, while packed with all the proper fixings, to make it one of the few meals completely capable of standing on its own. Attention to detail and quality of the ingredients are both imperative for a chef to receive the ever so deserving praise of a successful stew. Through time the rich thick broth slowly breaks down the flesh of beef chuck and the carrots, peas, and potatoes become infused with flavor. On a hard worked hazy day coming home with rain soaked boots there is no better meal than a home style stew. The culmination of exhaustion, being wet and tired make coming home to this dinner nourishing.

Kendrick Lamar's masterpiece; Keisha's Song gives a similar feeling. This song is deep, simple, sad, and real and although the content is disgustingly depressing it's nourishing to the ears. For some reason I'm ever so intrigued by the musings of struggle, strife and real life hardship. This track has all three mixed into one exceptionally desolate life of a young girl named Keisha. It shows how she turns to prostitution after being raped by her mothers boyfriends at the tender age of 10. Give this song a heartfelt listen and take from it that we are very much so products of our environment. Being raised in absurd conditions give little promise, but with quality role models and a sliver of hope things can sometimes change. If you don't believe me just read about the journey of Kendrick Lamar.

Lyrics: Kendrick Lamar - Keisha's Girl (Her Pain) ft. Ashtro Bot

[Hook]
Fancy girls
On Long Beach Blvd
Flagging down
All of these flashy cars

[Verse 1 - Kendrick Lamar]
And Lord knows she’s beautiful
Lord knows the usuals
Leaving her body sore
She take the little change she make
To fix her nail cuticles, lipstick is suitable
To make you fiend for more
She play Mr. Shakur
That’s her favorite rapper
Bumping “Brenda’s Got A Baby”
While a pervert yelling at her
And she capture features of a woman
But only 17 and 7 cars start honkin’
She start running like FLo-Jo
Don’t care if they Joe Blow
If they got money to blow a blow job is a sure go
And sure enough don’t see a dime of dirty dollars
She givin’ all to her daddy but she don’t know her father, that’s ironic
See a block away from Lueders park, I seen the El Camino parked
In her heart she hate it there, but in her mind she made it where
Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat
Rosa Parks never a factor when she making ends meet

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
And Lord knows she’s beautiful
Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore
Her anatomy is God’s temple, and it’s quite simple
Her castle is about to be destroyed, she’s always paranoid
Watching the law inside the streets undercovers the dummies that look like decoys
Remember, sergeant let her slide, said if he seen
What’s between her thighs he’d compromise, to no surprise
She took the ultimatum around the alleyway and gave him
A warm welcome to fill him right below the navel
Though he was wired up like a pair of jumping cables
His eyes was closed shut, prior charges, he had waived em
It was a block away from Lueders Park, I seen a squad car parked
And in her heart, she hate it there but in her mind, she made it where
Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat
Cause Rosa Parks never a factor when she topping off police

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
And Lord knows she’s beautiful
Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore
As she bust down like a 12 bunk on tour
She suddenly realized she’ll never escape the allure
Of the black man, white man, needed satisfaction, at first
It became a practice, but now she’s numb to it
Sometimes she wonder if she can do it like nuns do it
But she never heard of Catholic religion or sinners’ redemption
That sounds foolish, and you can blame it on her mother
For letting her boyfriend slide candy under her cover
Ten months before she was ten he moved in and that’s when he touched her
This muthaf-cka is the f-cking reason why Keisha rushing through that
Block away from Lueders park, I seen a El Camino park
And in her heart she hate it there but in her mind, she made it where
Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat
And caught a knife inside the bladder, left her dead, raped in the street

Keisha’s song

My little sister eleven, I looked her right in the face
The day that I wrote this song, set her down and pressed play

[Hook]