I will run your race, if you dish it I can take it
But I won’t lick the bottom of your shoe
I will hold on tight, and believe me I will fight
But there’s certain things I just won’t do
You may have a formula a diet for my mind
But why should I be listening to you?
Who gave you the right to be the ruler of my life?
You’re not my God, you’re not my teacher
What gives you the right to be my keeper?
I am a believer in myself you’re a deceiver and I’ve felt
Your power poisoning my mind
I see your soul-su*king shame on you for cornering
The innocent and feeding them your lines
We may be little fish but we know how to swim
So you should not be trying to make us fly
Don’t waste your breath feeding me words I won’t ingest
Don’t point your finger in my face
I won’t be your barbie doll, your teddy bear your little ball
Of clay that you can bend and mold and break
You may try to smother me but I’ve learned from my mother
There are certain things you just can’t take away