From when I was younger
I always wondered,
What it would feel like
To make your dreams happen,
But I stopped that thought
When the envy came,
Bad vibes sprung
With the same questions like,
Where her head at,
Where her brain be,
Little girl go back to your mama please,
Oh she too fat
Oh she too tall
Oh she too short
Come on move along
So I kept quiet
And remained silent,
Cos I knew somehow
It could get violent,
So I layed low
Just to watch the show
And damn see how it go.
