Inna rad dem curse
Yo meh meh tell you dis
People used to treat me like an outcast
Skin up dem face when me pass
When me pass the next set, dem jeer me and laugh
And say if me can't take off the one
Dirty red and white tear up shorts
Never do dem nothing and dem hate me
Like a dose of pie so
My life never sweet like ice
So me used to walk with something
Why never lie same
Me not forget
Me want pants, me want shirt
Yeah girl I hit different concert