I had it hard, I know you see the situations I'm in (I'm in)
Talk 'bout my nails, talk 'bout my face paint, but you know I don't bend
Fuck what they think
Fuck what they say
I notice I don't have no friends
The only thing could make me change and pop the top be lil' Ben

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My God, I'm scarred
I saw it
I'll take my [?]
Don't rate it for to die hard, oh
Put needles in my arm
YoungBoy too North
I might just bend inside a prison graveyard, woah
Talk 'bout