Make Me Or Break Me

Sticks & Stones
I don't think you can break my bones

Let me give you a lesson in bitchology
Hell no, I don't deny biology
I don't owe anyone an apology
Make me or break me

Spicy like Fireball whisky
You wouldn't wanna fuck with me
I write from the heart
That's what I call art

Make me or break me
I can guarantee
You'll never be me
Make me or break me
Keep screeching like a banshee

Pardon my French
WTF is that foul stench
Oh right, it's the same shit
That you always spit

Make me or break me
I'll live my life, unapologetically
Make me or break me
I'll practice what I preach
I don't need another spineless speech

I'll keep speaking my mind
Your opinions about me, has been declined

Make me or break me
I'm the motherfucking queen

Perfect Profanity

 I refuse to apologise for my identity

Mess with me, you'll pay the fucking penalty

Why should I change my opinion?

Bitch please, I'm one in a million

I'm ready to commit the perfect profanity

Fuck your ideology

I'm so free and invincible

My lines are so deliverable

While you keep causing scenes

I'll be chasing my dreams

Courage is in my genes

Your bullshit doesn't fulfil my themes

I'm ready to commit another perfect profanity

Bitch please, I'm bringing back reality

Ready to restore my humanity

Two words...fuck conformity

I refuse to apologise for what I feel inside

I refuse to swallow my pride

I'm not sorry if I left you on seen

I'm the mother fucking queen

I'm committing a perfect profanity

I didn't ask for your irrationality

I don't concern myself with the opinions of a sheep

I don't care, your bullshit is putting me to sleep

While you hating

I'm annihilating

While you discriminating 

I'm liberating

This is my perfect profanity

Here's a message...fuck conformity

Hello Sin City

Did I ask for your opinions?
I'll cut you up like onions
Bleed you open like a pig
I'm not sorry that I snatched your wig

 

Hello and welcome to my sin city
I don't need your contradictory
Does it look like I'm taking in friendship applications?
I'll crush you like crustaceans 

 

I ain't exaggerating
I don't need your updating
My words will strike you like thunder
Then you'll be six feet under 

Ha ha ha

Hello and welcome to my sin city
I don't need your pity
Did I ask for your opinion?
Please...I'm one in a million 

Get off my Instagram
I'm not your fucking fam
You don't even know who I am 

Stop playing with my mind
I ain't blind as a bat
You're a twat
And that's a matter of fact

I'm made out of thorn and blood
Bitch, what are you made out of? mud
Does it look like I give sugar
Hahah no, I'm coming for you like Freddy Kruger

 

Hello and welcome to my sin city
Stay away or else things will get unpretty 

Fuck!

 

2018

 I knew back then this was all a game

Oh no, what a shame

You have yourself to blame

 

One, two, three, four

Have you given up or you're thirsty for more?

Five, six, seven, eight

I'm already over you, too late

 

When I found out about your petty little masquerade

Your appearance has decayed

You're so two thousand and eighteen

I don't wanna know how you've been

 

I'm gonna go for a walk

You voice is cringe like chalk

Oh I'm toxic?

Bitch please, you make me fucking sick

 

I am free

From your monstrosity

Here's your Master Degree 

A Degree in Puppetry

Because you're a pro at manipulation 

 

I don't want you back

I ain't gonna cut you some slack