I was used to my own company
No fashion on the runway
I watched DIY
Other cool kid shows that didn't make me hit the hay
May I remind
It blew my mind
Since a little girl
Nobody tell me dress and twirl
Except maybe my teacher who liked every new outfit
Nobody could baby sit
I knew how to take care of myself
No book unturned on the shelf
You had no idea what moving homes does to you
I grinded and grafted until I saw a hole in my shoe
Mum thought I was always out with my friends
She had a pop but always saw the chores and homework done and shows now that all depends
I secretly stashed money in her bill pot
Coz she was the apple of my childhood eye and my cookpot
4 paper rounds and 2 Saturday jobs so don't tell me I'm weird
Why didn't I make friends in s9 and was it because I was feared
I wasn't into answering machines or sewing a hem
Nor boy talk coz they say I was ugly and I didn't like em
I saved up to get a dkny on my own
The first 13 year old to get one on her own
When I was 18 its still in mint condition just out grown
I sell it for twice as much
Then I went on a mad one at primark and nobody could touch
I had so many friends from different parts of the city
Hixy
She so dumb and a weirdo and I say what s pity
I got my diplomas I still grind and graft
Laziness is your best craft
It's why you a hating
So go get mating
Coz all you good for is to wiggle
Jiggle
And pop
Then look our ya window at ya little crop
I may not look like Danielle Panabaker
Or have IZ power alter ego like Kay Panabaker
Only I sure am determined that I'll never stop
One day my heart will know and it'll go POP
Then you see my crop
It will extend the art of your minions
It won't just be stinky onions