Femme Fatale - Digable Planets

it was 8:49 on a beautiful 9th day of july 
there was not a cloud to speak of so the orange sun hung 
lonely in the sky 
i was laying prone in my ?catbeat? home 
listening to fine nappy jackie and his jazzcat's horn 
sliding in a tape of bird on verve when suddenly rang my phone 
hello butterfly   a voice said 
slip on some duds comb out your fro and slide on down to my pad 
the vibe here is very pleasant and i truly request your presence 
a problem of great magnitude has arose 
and as we speak it grows 
damn, what could it be i thought 
a juice i bought and rolled on down to her pad 
seeing bros i know slapping fives i arrived and pressed G-5 
and there was nikki 
lookin some kind of sad with tears fallin from her eyes 
she sat me down 
and dug my frown and began to run it down 
"you remember my boyfriend sid that fly kid who i love 
well our love was often a verb and spontaneity has brought a third 
but do to our youth an economic state we wish to terminate 
about this we don't feel great , but baby that's how it is 
but the feds have dissed me 
they ignore and dismiss 
and the pro-lifers harrass me outside the clinic 
and call me a murderer, now that's hate 
so needless to say we're in a mental state of debate" 
hey beautiful bird i said digging her somber mood 
the fascists are some heavy dudes 
they don't really give a damn about life 
they just don't want a woman to 
control her body or have the right to choose 
but baby that ain't nothin 
they just want a male finger on the button 
because if you say war they will send them to die by the score 
aborting mission should be your volition 
but if souter and thomas have their way 
you'll be standing in line unable to g