Your Skin

Wrecked my trainers in the rain again

Mum's gon' get mad again

She's been working night shifts again

Said my trainers won't get me friends

Oh, and I can't remember

The last time I looked at my head to think

Girl, you're pretty with your braids in

I can't keep up with them

And so I tie it up, pinch it in

I cover up my feelings

'Cause I'll never fit in

I'm never gonna be them

With those

Clothes from Nigeria

Clothes from the West Indies, yeah

You don't need to fit in, no

You look great in your skin

Those genes from your grandad

Brown eyes like your mum from Baghdad

You don't need to fit in, no

You look great in your skin

Got the lashes and the lips done

I'm trying to squat so I can be like them

What will it take so I can feel like them?

Hey, just asking for a friend

Oh, and I can't remember

The last time I looked at my face to think

Girl, you're pretty, do your own thing

I can't keep up with them

And so I tie it up, pinch it in

I cover up my feelings

'Cause I'll never fit in

I'm never gonna be them

With those

Clothes from Nigeria

Clothes from the West Indies, yeah

You don't need to fit in, no

You look great in your skin

Those genes from your grandad

Brown eyes like your mum from Baghdad

You don't need to fit in, no

You look great in your skin

Said oh, I know you won't believe it

You'll find a way to feel yourself

And it's cooler not to be them

Yeah

I know you won't believe it

You'll find a way to feel yourself

And it's cooler not to be them

Yeah

Clothes from Nigeria

Clothes from the West Indies, yeah

You don't need to fit in, no

You look great in your skin, oh

Those genes from your grandad

Brown eyes like your mum from Baghdad

You don't need to fit in, no

You look great in your skin