Hey what a weird age I'm in
At times I'm too young
At times I'm too old
But I will never be
Grown enough to have your respect
You told me that I'm a mess
Will you ever respect me
You told me that I suck
And I told you that I don't care

But you've touched that tears bottom in my heart
I'm like my mom
I never show up crying
'Cause I know that if Imma do it you will kill me with words
So you know what

Fuck hate
I stand for love
I'm young
But I'm not dumb
I try to find joy in things that makes me feel alright
Although most of the time
I find myself alone
'Cause nobody really understands
My rebel soul, soul rebel, rebel soul, soul rebel, rebel soul, soul rebel
I'm a simple person
I have nothing but I appreciate what I have
'Cause I know where I come from
The great East Coast East Coast East Coast shikor