Words don't bother me.
Like they do a kid.
I've been there.
Done that time and time gain.
I've got a thick skin.

Hearsay.
Rumors that seems to get spread.
Is never by the person they speaking about.
It's most out of the jealousy friends.
I've got a thick skin.

Untruth mixed around truth.
Sometimes do offends.
But never myself.
Cause I've got a thick skin.

Those, who talk.
Can't stand the heat.
If it's turned back upon them.
But not me.
All because I've got a thick skin.

Hard headedness.
Stubborn too.
This I've been called.
But when you have a thik skin.
Nothing bothers me at all.