Miss America

Never been a scared bitch
Been white trash
Been a hood rat
Been on stages
With the Miss Americas
Throwing out talent
Like bratata tat

And I've spent ages
Trying to hide how
I've been living
And I've spent ages
Trying to clean up my image

Keep it slow and easy
For the white folks
Cover up your skin
Keep the music soul
It's all good
When you're manageable
But go down
To the clubs down the street
And they'll know
Where it's hip hop
And reggaeton every night
Somebody gets thrown out
There's a fight
Cops all over the streets
On their bikes

But you gotta keep it quiet
You're not street
You're Miss America
Hide it well enough
They'll never know
Keep booking you every night
It's Orlando
They won't ask
Where else you go
They won't ask
Who else you know

They're coming up after my show
Like wow that was beautiful
I love the rasp in your voice
It's magical
Now this I broke it
This is from years of crying
This is from
Almost down right dying

And I've spent ages
Trying to hide
How I've been living
And I've spent ages
Trying to clean up my image

And on the other side
They ask what happened to you
How'd you get this way
Who saw it through
Follow the red rose
To the roots
You'll see the worms
And the rocks
Taking everything that she's got
You really wanna know
Uh uh I've hide it long enough
I can keep going

Get knocked down nine times
I'm getting up ten
I know you wanna
See me do it again
I'm not Miss America
I'm a hood girl from Tampa
I'm a gangsta in a dress
I'm the maggots in your chest
I'm the black shadow
That follows you
Straight to your death
I'm a master of both worlds
An educated city girl
A diamond in the rough
And a killer
If you're not careful enough

And I've spent ages
Trying to hide
How I've been living
And I've spent ages
Trying to clean up my image

Never been a scared bitch
Been white trash
Been a hood rat
Been on stages
With the Miss Americas
Throwing out talent
Like bratata tat