Uh, uh How can I let go of expectations of me, whether my own or not? Alone I rot on socials I should put down my phone I'm making comparisons of marriages I'm scrolling past Them body goals I know I have But it doesn't look as good on me for some reason Some even pin me on Pinterest And sometimes I go viral for the gap between my thighs and my hips, curvy like the Nile You can't even find these humps out in Cairo Fly girl, they wanna link me like I'm restoring peace to Hyrule Look [?] I'm entitled Any man shed a tear to see me walk down that aisle I'll inform you I put the petal to the floor like a flower girl My body [?] hourglass If you think it looks good from the front, you should see it from around the back I get activated, I'm booted up Hips wide like a Ram truck Call me a ten, Cooper Kupp Fuck a boomer up if they tell me to cover up my belly button in public Only time he likes it flat is when it's between that and a drumstick Eat that chicken off the bone Honey, I'm home Honey, I'm not kidding around anymore, I'm grown Honey, I'm zone, zone, zone, zone, zone I'm in the zone, fuck what you know I will flip your opinion on its head like a bottle of soap Under the scope they still can't find a scratch on me I don't let journalists hit so they try to blackball me I should walk in their lobby, mask up like Mach Hommy And shut that shit down 'til it's lights out like Abercrombie Don't slip in my-it's redundant, I don't have time for this Catching you on the web makes my pussy tingle like spider sense I sip my coffee and I make a few mental notes Maybe I can leverage this and get me a centerfold Wouldn't that be nice if it was like a whole centerfold spread of me Paint me like one of your French girls