"Tell me, tell me why can't I live my life? Don't be cruel..."

Hell to the yes,
My life is blessed.
Then tell me,
Tell me why,
Can’t I live my life?
Media darling, princess wife.
One crooked smile?
Smiled sparingly?
Is that too much to ask
Of an ex-“troubled spouse” like me?

Don’t be cruel,
Don’t be cruel,
I would never be that cruel to you.
Ray Jay singin’ them little boy blues.
No shame in my game,
Jersey girl, true.
He ain’t the only one,
And I-E-I will always love you, too.

Karrine Steffans, notorious Jezebel.

Clive in one ear,
Cissy hissing in the other.
Coerced divorce,
Divorce by force.
Equally yoked,
unequally choked.
Out of a house,
Out of a home.
Supahead Jezebel,
Throws me a bone.
Catch a man sleeping,
So you think you slick?
“A whore is a deep ditch,”
a deep ditch, trick.

Throw ‘em under the bus!
Let’s hush this fuss!
Hell, throw ‘em under the train and
Make…it…rain!

Shhh, cold winds a-blowing,
Crunch, crunch, crunch,
Ice-cold tsunami,
Never saw it coming.

He drew eyes all over the wall, Oprah. Eyes everywhere!

Irony of it all,
Though tongue tied thick and
Voice that won’t sing,
Loose sinker of ships,
What misery you bring.
Drawing public eyes to a private wall.
Mention a bit-o-spit,
Oprah’s biggest hit of all.

Six and ten in,
A _____ still can’t win.
New Jersey venue,
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Oops, not on the menu.
House of the Lord,
A round of musical chairs,
A host of fake Christians–
Unforgiving Cissies–
Still splitting hairs?!

The media lied saying Bobby Brown attended Whitney Houston's funeral with an entourage. The "entourage," because the media wanted the scandalous and didn't care for an accurate account, turned out to be just his children.

Headline maker…
Expensive car crasher…
Child support slacker…
Hard liquor chaser…
Good girl image breaker.
Cigarette smoker…
Smoking crackhouse rocks…
Courting courthouse blues…
“Entourage” of children makes
Worldwide Web, worldwide news.
New edition!
News!  News!  News! 
Entire Flock of Kids:
Walking in Daddy’s Shoes!

Black male basher,
Black man trasher.
White media trucks,
Bigoted white media sucks.
My pain, your gain.
Forsake my heart, blaspheme my name?
Black public figure woes,
White media hoard grows,
Damn all of you blackbiting white media ____.

With Love,
From those of us who are flawed,
And therefore, easily persecuted.
–Holliday Vann