Naked (Radio Edit)

Now I'm about to share somethin'
I've hardly ever addressed
So pardon me, it's hard for me
To get this off my chest
I've kinda always skipped over it
I press it down, I press
So this is me 'tryna cope with it
Pre-caution for what's next
Pre-caution for what's next

I was- I'm still a little depressed about it
I never invest in no therapy, I hardly confessed about it
I was on mescaline, I didn't wanna fess up in my defense
I thought they'd say I deserve it
And honestly I'm still on the fence
Did I let it happen, am I a tramp
I never even discussed it
I woke up with a missing tampon
How's that for disgusted
How's that for your first time
How magical, huh
Maybe this is what I get for being young & dumb with drugs
I don't know if can blame him
I guess he was messed up too
Just a messed up world leading to a messed up you
I mean gave no consent, I just didn't know what to do
Though I kicked him in the nose
Did the message not go through
About 45 minutes later of me losin' my wits
He proceeded what he had started
I decided to call it quits
I wouldn't say I was unconscious
But I didn't know what was real
Just knew that it would haunt me
I just knew what I could feel
Maybe he'll stop it if I make no sudden move or sound
Get it over with, get your fix
I want Nicholas or my mom
She probably sick to her stomach to picture this
It's all my fault, maybe I've lost it or offed myself
Or none of this I'll recall, I was wrong
Yeah I was wrong

Sometimes if a man even touches me
I wanna crumble, don't fuck with me
Wanna punch him in the face
Wanna tell him get the fuck off of me
Even though he don't mean it that way
I can't help but receive it that way
Mama please believe me
I think I might even be gay
I don't know how to be with men
Even though they all call me slut
I don't know how to like it
When will I quote unquote like it rough
I'm just hoein' myself tryna find someone that's enough
I don't really want anyone mama
I think I just wanna give up
I just want a hug
I just want somebody to love me
I know that I'm pretty but I'm so sick of feelin' ugly
Like do you get the difference
I feel fucking disgusting
I must give it up to everyone
What must they all think of me
I'm so sick of hearin' you really need to get out more
Or when's the album out
What's that about, we'll start to bore
Pretend friends predicting I'm asking for pity or more
What are you, in or out the closet
Or are you an attention whore
What is this, an intervention
Can I go back to my hermit hole
And you can go back to hell
Where y'all can all leave me all alone
Tell the devil I said hey
Tell Bruno Mars to hit my phone
Thank you Kendrick Lamar
You trained me to heal me on my own
I don't know what I want
What I am, my religion or sexuality
Can't label reality but how's this for actuality
I'm fine with myself, what I believe in and what I like
I'm subtle, I'm quietly leaving
Here I'll gently set down the mic but now I'm gone
Ugh