Verse 1:

She hate the way that they look

When she say she hate the way that she looks

Got her own but still alone She's just a page in they book

The magazine she's seen says she's gotta look this way

Five hours in the bathroom mirror is the time it took her today

All for what

A nigga with a dick for brains

A Little bit of change

Thirty minutes and a bit of pain

A pornstar without a bit of fame

A born star who chose a different lane

She's numb to the menages

Claims she's only doing massages

Off misogynist she profits

Daddy issues don't know her father

I told her why bother

You'll only get caught up

You'll only get knocked up

Yo homie no doctor

You know this improper

You'll notice the coppers

Will follow you

You'll say I'll swallow you

But you don't got a clue

If they will bother you

After the deed is done

After his seed had come

He cuffed her and she was done

Hook:

Living with low self esteem

Focused on dreams

Hoping you open your wings

Coping with things that you can't understand

Til you stand and examine the scene

Living with low self-esteem

Living with low self-esteem

Verse 2:

Young man mom was a whore

He ain't seen her face since four

His classmates knew

And his friends were few

So he always packed a .44

His dream was major-league sports

But he didn't have the support

Pops was always in court

His step mom was mother of four

Though he had brother's a sister a mother

He always was lonely when eating his supper

He never had homies or anyone other Than him

So he joined a gang that made him tougher

His friend's were now dealers and killers and hustlers

One day he walked up to an undercover

Sold him product

Now he is locked up

Fucked with a copper and now he must suffer

(Bridge)

(Hook)

Verse 3:

I hate the way that I look

When I hate the way they look

Cuz they look at me with sympathy

Like my life's an open book

But I'm simply just mad of opportunities they've had

Based on they complexion or qualities they've had

I've never been funny or handsome or smart

And I live with this cancer inside of my heart

Jealousy carefully telling me that

When given a chance I must rip them apart

Fuck any nigga that spit on my art

This is a representation of heart

This is my soul

This is my passion

Self-esteem based off of rapping

(Hook)