For The Boys

Intro-
TRIGGER WARNING: The following piece talks about sexual assault at Wesleyan

Verse 1-
Lets open Pandora’s box for a minute
Put pride aside for this diatribe if you’re a cop on a mission
They say we must not care why don’t we show at their meetings?
When they’re obstructing their own rules over timing and yielding
Forbidding anyone to laugh or mock at any statement
Then they audibly sneer at the points we’re making
I wonder if your “minutes” will prove it…this forum isn’t fair
Our voices are muted as our reputations impaired
And fuck a quorum… eleven members weren’t there
You had the vote on Easter…how convenient… that not show you were scared?
But the Palestine vote was postponed on holocaust remembrance day
But that’s alright… Oh what a double standard you stand to make…
Debates in rooms of a hundred students, amongst them survivors
Tempers flaring, accusations airing building frats a pyre
Cacophonous choir of ridicule they’re tryna get rid of you
I’m just lost in the fire, lost in damnation it’s pitiful
What the fuck are we doing? This isn’t progress
Security, cameras, limits on alcohol these are the strives that
We’ve taken….and you’re right its not enough…but will it ever be?
No amount of bystander trainings gonna wipe ours hands stain free so
You attack us frat kids, (making) stigmas that’ll last till were gone
We worked as hard as you to get here… so why not fight this as one
Create a fair council with fewer voices and equal say
To discuss increased regulations in a setting we’d too embrace
Lead by example and facilitate a meeting of the minds
Instead you widen the divide no interest seeing eye to eye
And therein lays the rub, you ran for office, and were elected
By those that cared enough to give you their attention
But this assembly is not representative President Roth
Shouldn’t all fraternities have at least a presence? A voice?
A vote? No something tells me you wouldn’t like that…
So this is how I fight back, wrap it up in a tight rap that I wrote for the boys…

Chorus 1-
Boys Boys Boys
Don’t mistake this for a song it’s a call to action
Boys Boys Boys
These are words with a purpose that belong inside verses
Boys boys boys
As long as they wanna versus
Ill bring reason to the surface
Boys boys boys
Beta, DKE and Psi U Stand up

Verse 2-
Look, it’s fucking disgusting it got to this point
Pointing the finger at a single group over sexual assault
These crimes are tragedies that we’ve tried to eradicate
So they say coeducate, but tell me what would that have changed?
If you put a quota on women we’d just bring in girls that love us and already hang out with us on the reg like one of the brothers
That don’t mind the writing on the wall or fret at bedbugs
Cuz I get the feeling these defamers don’t want to live here based on
The way they portray us so … meetings resolutions revolution
But if you take away our houses then we’re on the loose with you kids
See your safe now there’s a party no one forces you to come
But what’ll happen to warren and fountain if they say that were done
Plus if were that bad why do you want girls being exposed?
More fabric for the factory that’s your genius proposal
Fuckin headlines…a cult of vultures claim rape culture
As if the they know us as if were of a singular mold
As if we inherently condone these incidents in our house
Half us have girlfriends how can you say that we promote
Sexual assault?… they point to institutional structures
Forced to resort to implicitness when there’s no proof in the numbers
I still need to clarify, do you not drink or smoke?
Do you roll, dance, grind or do lines of coke?
Do you curse, listen to rap music watch hbo shows?
This culture extends beyond high street…have a campus wide vote
And I’m not talking a survey with pretty pie charts and colors
Held on Easter weekend too you got to be fucking
Kidding to think that holds weight
But you see us on our porch and it irks you…
Should we apologize for the perks of donations cuz few
Seem to realize this house was provided for betas alone…
We pay to maintain it we became family and it became home
So before you say all this shits reactionary
What would you’d do if someone made you choose replace your brothers
Or vacate and they’ll take over….please
Heed these thoughts while you still have the choice
Play this for the board of trustees and tell em I wrote this is for the boys

Chorus 2-
Boys Boys Boys
Those professors signed your article
Never been to a party though
Boys Boys Boys
How many times was it a brother?
Why they wanna see us suffer?
Boys Boys Boys
Do girls really wanna live here?
Lets see who rushes next year
Boys Boys Boys
Beta DKE and Psi U stand up

Verse 3
Condolences to the survivors, I’m so very sorry
But hows the assembly explain hundreds of people at every party?
We confuse feeling unsafe with being unsafe in a place
We welcome you into our space we provide entertain
And how dare they suggest we expect repayment with sex
Where’s the proof to attest cuz your honor our honors at stake
Lawyers are saying shutup, but I heard that silence is violence
My friends got suspended for exercising their freedom of speech
My brother can’t walk for his diploma or show up senior week over drunk texts from one night with no evidence of harm to speak
Yet its harassment definitions bent to allow entrapment
And I know that lines gonna anger you admins but this shits happenin
There’s no checks and balances you make the rules and enforce
But who are you to arbitrate should be a matter of law
Better get your checks and balances straight cuz your asking for war
Asking to get sued asking for court lawsuits galore
The worst part is your trivializing such a terrible crime
Undermining the gravity of situations that can arise
Crackin down on fabrications it’s making me sick
Students didn’t do shit and now they face these consequence
And these stories pit men against women, perpetuate the trend
You want destroyed…so tell me when the fuck does it stop?
It’s the hypocrisy, maybe it’s just hip hop in me
But this shit bothers me, throw me in the dock and read my op-ed piece
So bring on the hate mail…. the “you promote rape” mail
That same veil over your eyes every stroke of your pens a waste mail
I’m a white male, not elite, mostly financial aid pal and my brain is chainmail
My only privilege a prestigious school
An honor we all share I pray this gets through
The feminist house is all women…but that’s not the same to you?
So its not about equality…you came for blood ain’t it true
Another double standard to let you have your cake and eat it too
You want more houses, talk to Roth he’s the one in your way
And if this angers you take my cap and gown… I’m not afraid
You’ll never take my poise… you’ll never take my voice
And I love my girls …all of em…but I wrote this for the boys