bitches is counting your blessings you fall down they record it as curses they've seen me in jeans, trousers and dresses I rock all these outfits one reason they jealous I try to keep my words out of they discussions but I'm so cool I doubt they can compress it most times I try to complain about my stresses then I remember it's all about the lessons so one day when when I'm accounting my successes imma say The Lord God gave me protections I admit the past has some mistakes but every human being has some scratches and wretches I've been cloned harder than barbie every single thing I do this bitches watch and copy even though they all can't stand me I'm they one the look up to when they need somebody I tried to keep everybody happy but in the end I ended up in agony