Monday March 23 Lyrics - Bj the Queen


She cried because the pain was unbearable
She cried because no matter how strong she was, he was still stronger
He could hear her crying out and begging him to stop
But it only seemed to make him want more of her
The louder she got


It seems that the lyrics may be describing a situation where a woman is in an abusive or non-consensual relationship with a man who is physically overpowering her. The lyrics may suggest that the woman is crying out in pain and begging the man to stop, but he is ignoring her pleas and continuing to hurt her. The phrase "The louder she got" in this context may indicate that the woman's cries are becoming more desperate and intense as the abuse continues.


The harder he went, the more she wept the more he took
And so he kept on taking what he
Assumed belonged to him, until he was satisfied
And at that moment the rest of the innocence that she
Had barely been holding onto was drained from her eyes
She stared of into the nothingness while he spoke into the background
His voice was muffled and her mind was drifting


The lyrics describe a situation of sexual assault or rape where a woman is being violated by a man. The man is described as becoming increasingly aggressive and forceful, causing the woman to cry and feel immense pain. Despite her protests, the man continues to take what he wants from her, assuming that he has the right to do so.


As the assault continues, the woman's innocence and sense of safety are shattered, leaving her feeling drained and traumatized. She stares off into nothingness, likely dissociating or trying to mentally escape the traumatic experience. The man's voice is described as muffled, suggesting that the woman may be struggling to fully comprehend or process what is happening to her.


She felt frozen, lost, isolated, worthless
Completely fucking empty
Beggin' and screaming, "please stop, I can't take it. I mean it"
But he kept on going, panic overflowing, tears is flowing
Man I barely even know him, why do he feel like I owe him?
Any part of me at all, he took that shit as if he fucking owned it
All I'm doing is relaying what I'm thinking, but not saying
I been locked up with my own thoughts, I aint even fucking praying
I been locked inside me room, I feel like I been going crazy


The lyrics describe a young woman who has been sexually assaulted or raped by someone she barely knows. She is overwhelmed by the trauma of the experience and is struggling with feelings of shame, worthlessness, and isolation. Despite begging and screaming for the perpetrator to stop, he continues to violate her, causing her to feel panicked and tearful. The lyrics suggest that the woman may be experiencing a sense of dissociation or detachment from her own emotions and thoughts, as she describes feeling "frozen" and "empty." She may also be struggling to process the trauma of the experience, as indicated by her feelings of confusion and panic.


When I told my wife all she said was "damn thanks for sharing"
If it ain't my best friend, then who else is supposed to be caring?
Told another mother fucker, he ain't believed it, said I was trippin'
What's the fuck the point of saying shit
Thats why I keep this shit it
And the shittiest part about it was he was my own blood
And I don't mean a relative, I mean the gang, it fucking sucks
When it be your own people who fuck you up, like yo what the fuck
You supposed to protect me, now I don't even wanna throw signs up


These lyrics appear to be from a song that expresses feelings of betrayal and disappointment. The speaker is describing a situation in which they confided in their wife or best friend about something that was important to them, but did not receive the response they were hoping for. The speaker then told someone else, possibly a member of their gang, who did not believe them and dismissed their concerns.


The speaker is expressing frustration with the fact that they cannot trust even those who are supposed to be closest to them. They feel let down and abandoned by the people who are supposed to have their back, and are questioning why they even bother sharing their thoughts and feelings when they are not taken seriously or supported.


My own father gave me the greatest peice of advice, he said,
"The older that you get the more you will start to realise
That no one actually gives a fuck
And won't for the rest of your life"
And now that I been growing up, I see that he couldn't be more right
This bull shit happened right after I fucking lost him, how 'bout that
Now anywhere I go, I gotta deal with another fucking man
That I just ain't him, I hated him, fucking mad I want him back
Honestly, I just miss my fucking dad


These lyrics express feelings of grief, loss, and disillusionment with the world. The speaker recounts a piece of advice their father gave them about the apathy of others, which they now understand to be true as they grow older. The speaker then reveals that their father has recently passed away, making the advice even more poignant.


The speaker is struggling to come to terms with their father's death, and is feeling the weight of the world on their shoulders. They are experiencing a sense of isolation and alienation from others, as they feel that no one else can truly understand or relate to their pain. The use of strong language, such as "fucking mad," conveys the intensity of the speaker's emotions and the depth of their anger and sadness.


The Complete Song Lyrics


 



She cried because the pain was unbearableShe cried because no matter how strong she was, he was still strongerHe could hear her crying out and begging him to stopBut it only seemed to make him want more of herThe louder she got

The harder he went, the more she wept the more he tookAnd so he kept on taking what heAssumed belonged to him, until he was satisfiedAnd at that moment the rest of the innocence that sheHad barely been holding onto was drained from her eyesShe stared of into the nothingness while he spoke into the backgroundHis voice was muffled and her mind was drifting

She felt frozen, lost, isolated, worthlessCompletely fucking emptyBeggin' and screaming, "please stop, I can't take it. I mean it"But he kept on going, panic overflowing, tears is flowingMan I barely even know him, why do he feel like I owe him?Any part of me at all, he took that shit as if he fucking owned itAll I'm doing is relaying what I'm thinking, but not sayingI been locked up with my own thoughts, I aint even fucking prayingI been locked inside me room, I feel like I been going crazy

Why the fuck am I so chill about it?Why don't this shit phase me?Front seat of his SUV, we drunk and he on top of meIt start to hurt so fucking bad, so I'm like "hold up- get of please"But he say I aint running 'till he cumming I'mma take the DAnd now I'm fucking crying, I can't take it, he aint listeningBut fuck it- y'all don't get, y'all could never fucking understandHow it feels to be a woman stuck under a fucking manCrying and you fighting- and you can't even move his fuckingHands, lay there and you crying

Till he's done with his fucking demandsJust incase some of y'all mother fuckers uneducatedLemme break it down, shut the fuck up, just listen, I'll explain itAny woman can change he mind at anytime, fuck the arrangementsMatter of fact, its the fuck with sometimes she don't gotta say shitI know that it's hard to understand when you a selfish manAnd everything in your life was given to you from someones handsSo everything you see in life, you take it, done it all your lifeMan, why you think women so pressedTo walking around with guns and knifes?

When I told my wife all she said was "damn thanks for sharing"If it ain't my best friend, then who else is supposed to be caring?Told another mother fucker, he ain't believed it, said I was trippin'What's the fuck the point of saying shitThats why I keep this shit itAnd the shittiest part about it was he was my own bloodAnd I don't mean a relative, I mean the gang, it fucking sucksWhen it be your own people who fuck you up, like yo what the fuckYou supposed to protect me, now I don't even wanna throw signs up

I'm scared for life, its hard to find my old self, I lost my own mindBut just like every other trauma in my life- man I'll be fineI aint no snitch, I recognise that karma's real, and so am ISo fuck it, I'll keep punching, just let him believe in his own mindI'm good, man, don't ask me how I'm feeling, how I'm doingI've gone years and years without humanConnection, y'all done ruined my perception and my movementTalking to myself, I'm fluentI've been screwed over so many timesBy my own kind, so fuck y'all, screw it

My own father gave me the greatest peice of advice, he said,"The older that you get the more you will start to realiseThat no one actually gives a fuckAnd won't for the rest of your life"And now that I been growing up, I see that he couldn't be more rightThis bull shit happened right after I fucking lost him, how 'bout thatNow anywhere I go, I gotta deal with another fucking manThat I just ain't him, I hated him, fucking mad I want him backHonestly, I just miss my fucking dad

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FAQ & Knowledge

ℚ. Who sang the song "Monday March 23"?
"Monday March 23" is sung by "Bj the Queen".
ℚ. Who wrote the lyrics of "Monday March 23" song?
"BJ The Queen" has written the lyrics for the song "Monday March 23".
ℚ.When was the song "Monday March 23" released?
"Monday March 23" song release on "31 December 1969".
ℚ.When was the last time lyrics modified for song "Monday March 23"?
"Monday March 23" song lyrics was modified on "03 Oct 2022".

About Monday March 23

Monday March 23

Album The Red Print

Bj the Queen

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Release Date: 31 December 1969

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