Paroles
My pieces, my broken shit. I could leave it in bits or decide to fix it. My blank sheet I get to write it. A masterpiece or a master of none. What are you gonna do? What’s mine is mine and don’t mistake it. I didn’t offer it up for you to take it. What are you gonna do? I worked for mine. I fought for mine. I dug deep for mine. I minded for mine, and I collected mine all. So while I’m minding mine, who’s minding yours?
I have a limited fucks and you’re not given one. My energy stays here and you get none. Juice too strong, too concentrated. Not gonna water this down for you to taste it. What are you gonna do? I worked for mine. I fought for mine. I dug deep for mine. I mined for mine, and I collected mine all. So while I’m minding mine, who’s minding yours?
I worked it, I fought it, I dug it, I mined it.
Written by: Jessica Ijeoma Marie, Karl Gibson