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 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