Don't tell me how to live my life
If you try than you know you'll be seeing the light
cause I ain't with that *******
talking about being a bad *****
and your selfishness
becomes the innocents
of what nature calls
up in the college straight smoking in the halls
I don't hear a word you said
Bass so loud busting the ear drums out my
head
Living life big
smoke none but **** cause we don't **** with cigs
party all night
till we see the sun light
so once again
Dont tell me how to live my life if yours haven't began
Don't tell me how to live my life
Smoking that Dro so that I feel alright

I was born in a generation where I'm told self-hatred is no issue
I was born in a generation that says girls are pink and boys are blue
I was born in a generation where I'm told I can think by myself
But only if I think like everyone else
I was born in a generation that prefers a mirror over a book
I was born in a generation that only cares about how I look
They tell me body over soul
And popularity is your highest goal.

Well,
I was born in a world with seven oceans and five continents.
I was born part of a species that searches for answers.
I was born alongside people who fight for those who can't.
I was born with a voice and no fear to use it.
I was born with a mind of my own
And I refuse to submit myself to dull standards.

all my life
i've heard adults tell me
that i'd never amount to anything.
but the joke's on them
because my customers
are willing to pay
$200 for my body.

Believe me its easier this way
Useless, thats what I am
Lies pour out of my mouth
I’m sorry you got dragged into this
My knuckles are red and scared for a reason
I love you
And I’m sorry

Bet you
Everyone
Loves seeing me
Like this
Am I right?

Blind to my fading color
Deaf to my screams
Untouchable to my grasp
Can't smell the iron
Can't taste the regret
Can't sense the sorrow

you tell me i dont understand you like i never spent my 3 AM with you
you tell me i dont know a thing about you like i have never met your chaos
you tell me i dont see you like i have never heard your morning voice
you tell me i dont know anything about you like all the years we spent were blank pages of your past