Mama told me, "Baby, keep your soul clean"

Pop this ten, this trio, sip it like codeine

They say, "Be yourself," then clip your wings

Sell you dreams and charge you for the strings

Pretty face, they'll market that

Soft voice, they'll target that

Their whole team tryna bargain now, let my body sway the other side

Girls get signed, get silenced, closed doors don't come in sirens

They say do it for the vibes, baby

Ain't nobody teaching 'bout survival

And I ain't pointing fingers

I'm just holding up a mirror

If the truth makes you uncomfortable

Then maybe you should hear it

Why are we glorifyin' some mercy?

Don't glorify the grief

Clap for who got naked

Not for who got free

Why the world praise who get followers, not who need therapy?

Telling young girls sell a fantasy

Never tell them they could just be, be

They say push the limits, but they scared of truth

They want the pain without the proof

Artists swallow it down like juice, all these pills that's got 'em feelin' bulletproof

Meanwhile, I'm here trying to bleed on pages

Now I'm sick of tight, minimum wage

Every label wants a bad bitch anthem, but nobody wants a song that saves us

Tell me, when did talent get replaced by gimmicks?

When were hearts traded for analytics?

When did women have to strip to get a listen?

Every shady hand with a contract (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ah, ah)

Woah

Why are we glorifyin' some mercy?

Don't glorify the grief

Clap for who got naked

Not for who got free

Why the world praise who get followers, not who need therapy?

Telling young girls sell a fantasy

Never tell them they could just be, be

I ain't knocking nobody's hustle

I know life ain't built equal

If success means losing yourself

Then the cost ain't worth a sequel

Maybe I'm too honest, honest kept me breathing

Loving myself is a bus, guess I'm never leaving

Maybe I'm too honest, honest kept me breathing

Loving myself, guess I'm never leaving