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Everyone is so perfect
Trying to chase their youth like Peter Pan
Fakeness reached a level that we got to call it winstagram
Everyone competing social media the middleman
Audio your mouthing but your voice is power let it spam

I finally found my voice, people left me with no choice
You can try to to me dirty, but my grind is clean of course
I don't drive a beem or porshe and my height is very short
But my character so weighted that the scale gets shock absorbed
I ain't never had a yacht
I've been sleeping like a rock
But I'm smiling materials are illusions just a prop
Say I'm stocky till I'm rocky and the middle knuckle pops
Mother fuckers get confused about my presence I am not
My name is Chelsc say it right, Chelsea
If you catch me in withdrawals, just know I'm down to die today
Catch me while I'm happy I might love you in the finest way
To regulate emotions ain't my strongest suit that's all I'll say
Deactivated socials so my craziness not on display
Heard that institutions want to lock me down Guantanamo Bay
People getting scared, cause it's difference what they fear
I see you smiling on the winstagram but soul is screaming not okay
Listen everybody's tough, no one wants to open up
Forced into a box and sound the same I've had a fucking enough
You're allowed to take up space, you're allowed to have some layers
But have fun with that illusion that you're perfect and not scared
Gender reveals blue or pink, then they light the trees on fire
I show up to the party, in my finest fucking hoe attire
Say congratulations, I don't know the child's identifier
But if you two dummies made it, make a therapist retire
I've been playing with that fire, used to idolize admire
Now I look up in the mirror, and feel idolized inspired
Posting guns up on your instagram
But that don't make you tough bitch
My cousins got a rifle he's like six now that's enough
All the money fans I get it, money power I respect it
I just hope you reinvest in self and double up the spinach
Body image memes get posted by some ugh
Wait no shame, social media promotes it and that shit is fucking lame

Everyone is so perfect
Trying to chase their youth like Peter Pan
Fakeness reached a level that we got to call it winstagram
Everyone competing social media the middleman
Audio your mouthing but your voice is power let it spam

Written by:
Chelsea C

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