The Art of Storytelling

It was a normal Friday night in New Orleans People drunk as a skunk and high as air Jordan's Bringing her kids to work like she did everyday They stay in the back while mom did her ways The atmosphere was a lil off when she hit the stage One man there looked to have eyes full of rage He threw up hundreds while others threw ones He wore a shirt wit naked girls and handguns He paid for the VIP room and he wanted Sarah Demanding she brings wit her an umbrella Talking bout having a Mary Poppins fantasy But wants her to dance to Bohemian Rhapsody After this dance she gets off and collects her check But he grabs her outside putting his hand round her neck Then rapes her behind the club, what a sucker And now Sarah is pregnant from some crazy customer It's a sad day when the innocent ones get hurt It has her wondering bout what her life is worth And these rules of life always seem to get bent Well let me continue saying the story my friend Well for 5 months straight she snuck in the club But tonight left the boss feeling like he got snub Frustrated by it all he approached Sarah wit a message Saying that if she came back while she was pregnant He would hit her in the stomach wit a chair Then yells at her to grab her kids and get outta here So she begs him to let her finish the night But he slaps her across the face and says take flight So now she is behind the club setting up shop Giving anyone who come by any kinda job She does everything in a dim alleyway Knowing that she'll be doing this for 4 months everyday From young to old and both men and women Just making some quick cash is her mission Cuz in 4 months she will be back stripping Wit 3 kids and using her job for babysitting It's a sad day when the innocent ones get hurt It has her wondering bout what her life is worth And these rules of life always seem to get bent Well let me continue saying the story my friend It's her first day back and it's cowgirls gone wild Nerves run rampant cuz she should've been retired Talking to friends bout the butterflies she feels So they give her some dust from snowmobiles One fix will cure everything so she does a line And the DJ's playing Juvenile's rodeo on time Dressed to impress so she goes out to perform She feels ready but she doesn't feel her norm And tonight Sarah gets to working in a cage Instead of being the main attraction on front stage Thirty minutes in and she is the most wanted Heavily requested like she is being adopted Lap dance after lap dance getting Benjamin's Moving to the poles to collect dead presidents Till break time which is very well needed right now Boss says make it quick so on her tongue she bites down Tonight she got more money than ever before So she hits up a street pharmacy corner store Spend half the profit on some cheap antidote And the rest on liquor tasting like cantaloupe Asking Dr. Feelgood for his most potent medicine Something that'll give her some extreme adrenaline So the man comes back wit needle in hand He injects her till a fixation beings to land She's ready to go back to work and get more money Strobe lights make her vision get blurry and fuzzy Hyperventilating as soon as she starts to strip Nobody's caring they just licking their sick lips She goes up the pole and then drops to the floor Dead on arrival thanks to an overdose from before Another beautiful soul lost due to the street selling Listen careful to this, it's the art of storytelling