I had to learn a lesson in life
It aint all about image i hated being labelled and i hated what people did, but then i wouldn't have been able to write this without bullies
stuck up my nose
They get the hose
Tell me baggy aint the trend
You wanna friend
Hiqmat please give up those baggy clothes
They weren't so bad i thought i looked good for a girl who liked her board
But no everyone too absurd
Like a bitter lemon curd
Can't believe all that occured
Whats it with the baggy clothes
A little accessories i'm labelled a punk just coz i wore colour on my clothes
A little eye liner coz i am a tomboy, but i am a girl can i make it anymore obvious
But i am a girl it can't be more obvious just appears oblivious
So they call me a goth
They see the eyeliner and i hear a great big cough
They see the sneakers and they puke
Oh heaven help you HIQS what have you done you look like a dolly duke
I say i don't care
I love the style one is red and one is blue my outfits in those colours and so its a grand pair
It even matches my board and the colour of the park
like Noah's ark
I hate you baggy
But some prefered to saggy
Confusion arising, but i know who my friends are, but sometimes you hang with people coz you get stuck in project group for the week
Then it goes on they know you
Now what you do
They seem to pop out of everywhere
I go there
I see them overthere
I see them here
I pretend i can't hear
But then they come near
What do i do
I just hang out and let them say what they bl*ody want it don't matter anyway
I can be who i wanna be and i can say what i wanna say
I don't have to be what they want me to be
I can be me
My friends like that
They even like black hat
They like everything
They knick anything
That suits their occasion
But i aint anything
I am nothing
I AM ONLY HIQMAT HUMAIDAN
You know my story from now til the end i'll see around never forget me i stand by a fan
