I woke up like this


Fierce and low budget do not belong in the same sentence

But that was my predicament, the low income dilemna I was stuck facing

My parents said I don't need to be flawless

I need God because of my flaws

I told them they needed God for thinkin' a person like me could live off of poverty tainted money.

Honey no.


I started off as a princess

But now I'm up to becoming like queen beyzus

Slaying all your faves

Being queen of the gays

Leading them into the light of happiness and rainbows


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