Some call me a disease to this world
Some tell me I have it good
Some tell me I have it hard
Some say that I'm harsh
Some say that I'm sweet
Some gossip that I'm some type of witch
Some gossip that I'm too childish to pack a punch
People say a lot of things
Like a sister or brother talking to one another
Putting one another down so far
That one could create physical scars
It's not that I don't care about what people say
It's just that I know myself better than they
Some gossip that I'm some type of witch
Some gossip that I'm too childish to pack a punch
People say a lot of things
Like a sister or brother talking to one another
Putting one another down so far
That one could create physical scars
It's not that I don't care about what people say
It's just that I know myself better than they
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