You thought you hid it all so well, but–oh, yeah–there it is
In your face like an old rash
The one that cream was supposed to nix for good
I just think that no amount of history should stop you from tossing rose petals along your own path
For better or worse, for richer or poorer,
You’re never the same as you were yesterday
Don’t act like it
So you used to be a little too tight with the bottle
Some crazy ex threatening to expose it all — yeah, that video, you know what I’m talking about.
The struggle to walk, the fall — damn lady, dress way too short! Just baring it all.
I’m pretty sure someone told you not to wear those heels, girl – did you have to really?
But I digress.
Shit happens. You’re a little different now.
The heels have come down a notch, and so has your hemline
But that image, man, it’s still hanging around.
You’re tired of being known as “insert-name-here from the block”
But every time you try to change the brothers be laughing in your face
Because they know — your name is right in there with the others in their black book
C’mon girl, that’s spilt milk now, no use crying about it.
All the bougie girls you used to shake your ass at
Calling them stuck up and boring
Hell, you’re trying to be one of them now, because you’ve messed up
This thing called image
It’s a hell of a thing
I’d like to tell you it’s totally okay to fully do you the way you want to do you
And maybe, in a way, it is.
But lady, listen up.
I’m only going to say this once.
Next time I’ll be yelling it from out my window.
We’re never going to have a world where it’s okay to do whatever you want
Society has these things called rules, you see.
And no matter how stupid some of them are, girl you have just got to learn which ones are legit
And which ones are straight up foolishness
I’m sure you’ll figure it out sooner or later
But here’s a tip to get you going
Live like you’re always on camera and your life is a stage
Skeletons fall out of closets
Eggs off of walls
Bones are dug out of gardens
And people suck, that is all.