This article delves into the lyrics of the song “Point Me to the Sluts,” examining their controversial nature and the broader implications of such content in music.
Introduction
Popular music has often been a source of controversy, with lyrics that push boundaries, challenge societal norms, and provoke discussions about art, culture, and social values. One such song that has generated controversy is “Point Me to the Sluts.” This article aims to dissect the lyrics of this contentious track and explore the broader implications of its content in the realm of music.
The Controversial Lyrics
“Point Me to the Sluts” is a song that has stirred debate and polarized audiences due to its explicit lyrics. The song contains vivid and graphic language that revolves around themes of sexual promiscuity and objectification. It uses explicit terms and vivid imagery to describe sexual encounters, which some argue cross the line into offensive and demeaning territory.
Many critics of the song argue that its lyrics perpetuate harmful stereotypes and attitudes towards women, reinforcing the objectification and devaluation of their worth based on their sexual activity. They contend that such content contributes to a culture that normalizes the derogatory treatment of women and fosters a toxic environment.
The Artist’s Intent
To fully understand the controversial nature of these lyrics, it’s essential to consider the artist’s intent. Artists often use provocative language and imagery to elicit strong emotions, challenge societal norms, or make political statements. In some cases, they may intentionally push boundaries to spark conversations about important issues. However, it’s crucial to differentiate between artistic expression and content that promotes harm or perpetuates harmful stereotypes.
The artist’s intent behind “Point Me to the Sluts” remains unclear, as different listeners may interpret the song differently. Some argue that the lyrics are a form of satire or a commentary on society’s obsession with sexual imagery and objectification. Others contend that it simply aims to shock and garner attention without a deeper message.
The Broader Implications
Beyond the song itself, the controversy surrounding “Point Me to the Sluts” raises important questions about the role of music in shaping cultural norms and values. Music has a significant influence on society, and lyrics can impact the way people think and behave. When explicit and demeaning content becomes popular, it can contribute to a culture that normalizes harmful behaviors and attitudes.
Conversations about explicit and controversial lyrics in music also touch on issues of freedom of expression and censorship. While artists have the right to create and express themselves, listeners also have the right to critique and reject content they find offensive. Striking a balance between artistic freedom and responsible content creation is an ongoing challenge for the music industry and society as a whole.
Point Me 2 Lyrics FendiDa Rappa & Cardi B
[Intro: FendiDa Rappa]
Uh, I’ma give it to ’em just like this
(Jordon, is that you?)
Man, niggas tweaking with these fake ass pills
[Chorus: FendiDa Rappa]
Look, he off a pill, niggas ill, is it even real?
He got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even kill? (What?)
Niggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (What?)
Niggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
He off a pill, niggas ill, is it even real? (Uh)
He got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even kill? (What?)
Niggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (What?)
Niggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals? (Hmm-mm)
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[Verse 1: FendiDa Rappa]
All that rah-rah when I’m talkin’, they don’t hear me, though (Hmm-mm)
Play that shit back, make ’em sit back ’cause we in this ho (Hmm-mm)
Turn me up, I’m tryna fuck, point me to the sluts (What?)
That nigga tough, he out of luck, foe’nem gave ’em up (What?)
She got some buns, make me cum, this bitch finna run (Hmm-mm)
I gotta thumb, she can’t take it, bitch, then make me numb (Hmm-mm)
Her pussy nukin’, he a goofy, she got goofy pussy (What?)
Her shit taste good with no smell, she got a fruity pussy (What?)
I can’t wait, I’m tryna fack, take me to the back (Uh, uh)
We hit a rat, where you at? We got Uchi sat (Uh, uh)
And all the guys in here ready, where the hoochies at? (Where the hoochies at?)
In my city we get lit, that’s where the movies at (That’s where the movies)
And you can’t come up in this bitch with all that goofy shit (Uh, uh)
And you can’t come up in my city, think you moving shit (At all)
You can’t be actin’ like you with it, that’s that stupid shit (What?)
And you can’t tweak up off them pills ’cause we gon’ do you, bitch (Hmm-mm)
[Chorus: FendiDa Rappa]
He off a pill, niggas ill, is it even real?
He got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even kill? (What?)
Niggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (What?)
Niggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
He off a pill, niggas ill, is it even real? (Uh)
He got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even kill? (What?)
Niggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (What?)
Niggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals? (Hmm-mm)
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[Verse 2: Cardi B & FendiDa Rappa]
Bitches talkin’ all that rah-rah, I don’t feel it though (Hmm-mm, I don’t feel it though)
Like the Plan B didn’t work, baby, I’m in this ho (Hmm-mm, I’m in this ho)
This bitch all wetty and she ready, ooh, she tryna fuck (Tryna fuck)
He think he handsome, it’s a ransom, we done light ’em up (Bah)
She got some buns, her shit dumb, ooh, I’m tryna cum (Hmm-mm, uh)
I’m in the strippy with a blicky and a lot of ones (Hmm-mm, uh)
My name is always in that mouth, I got that juicy pussy (Juicy pussy)
LV, loose vagina, she got Louis pussy (Ah)
Ain’t gon’ lie, her shit is fat, hit it from the back (Back)
She playin’ “WAP,” she throwin’ cat in that Uber Black (Black)
One of my bitches like Kehlani, one look like Normani (Look like Normani)
Me and my nigga ’bout to flip ’em, we like Tip and Tiny (Tip and Tiny)
If there’s skezos in the club then you know where to find me (Hmm-mm, where to find me)
All my diamonds Eliantte, these shits hella shiny (Hmm-mm, hella shiny)
I’m makin’ cash, who shakin’ ass? I’m really movin’ shit (Go)
I’m really eatin’ bitches up, I’m out here chewin’ shit (Bah)
Too many bitches in my city think they’re doin’ shit (Think they’re doin’ shit)
Too many opps that I don’t know, bitch, who the fuck is this? (Who the fuck is this?)
Scared to face me by theyself, they start recruitin’ shit (Start recruitin’ shit)
I call them pussy to their face, they don’t be doin’ shit (Don’t be doin’ shit)
And I’m ready with receipts, I be provin’ shit (Hmm-mm, I be provin’ shit)
I blow fifty racks in Target on some stupid shit (Hmm-mm, on some stupid shit)
Bitches out here must be slow, they out here losin’ it (Out here losin’ it)
I’m like a ho, bitch, I’m on go, I don’t care who it is (Hmm-mm, bah)
[Chorus: FendiDa Rappa]
He off a pill, niggas ill, is it even real?
He got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even kill? (What?)
Niggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (What?)
Niggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
He off a pill, niggas ill, is it even real? (Uh)
He got a glizzy with no bullets, do he even kill? (What?)
Niggas dissin’ when they rap, should we call it drill? (What?)
Niggas cappin’ in they rap, should we give ’em deals?
[Outro: FendiDa Rappa]
On foe’nem
Y’all know what the fuck going on
It’s a throw
What? It’s a throw
I’ma give it to ’em just like this
Conclusion
“Point Me to the Sluts” is just one example of a song that has sparked controversy due to its explicit and controversial lyrics. While it is essential to consider the artist’s intent and the role of artistic expression, it is equally important to engage in meaningful discussions about the impact of such content on society. These discussions can lead to a greater understanding of the complex relationship between music, culture, and social values, ultimately encouraging artists to consider the consequences of their lyrics and listeners to critically assess the content they consume.
