You don’t get it ‘cause you’re not me

You take my words, twist them, misinterpret, change the girl I want to be.

So ask before you doubt my intentions

Question before you’re wrong,

‘Cause all you’re doing is profiling me

As something that I am not

Something that I will not, cannot be.

Everything I stand for I translate for myself,

It’s not for you, but instead for me