they criticise her and make her hate the moment
her dignity and pride is stolen
they break her stance and potent
she does succumb the omen
they offer her zero condolence
they laugh and mock and curse her
they call her *******
they call her a ****
and other names of such
they drain her to danger red
they call her witch and theft
they make her hate herself
she scurve her face and wept
she cry herself to sleep at night;
hoping that things would change
she 'd told herself that things 'd be right;
one day my pain and scar would fade
and if she would never fly
she said " i'd rather die"
she strive to reframe her picture
her heart and soul is injured
she strive to reframe her name
so she 'll overcome her shame
now the path to succed is open
she's out the heat of oven
she smiles behind her rolex
her foes is rendered goaless
her shame has turned to fame
and her life is not the same
her haters now adore and love her
now none of them can stop her
their hate and game and hurt
is the reason for what she'd turn