Don't Call Her

Wack ass, two toned skin tone
with a tall figure and a brown bone.
Reece cup but didn’t want to taste.
Slim body with an African face.
No sense, no brain, crazy girl, not the same,

Don’t call her
Don’t call her
If you say her name, you better mock her.

She got no sense, she makes no sense,
everything out her mouth is nonsense.
She got no friends, maybe four friends.
Don’t let her talk ‘cause it’ll never end.
No sense, no brain, crazy girl, not the same,

Don’t call her
Don’t call her
If you say her name, you better mock her.

Can’t ignore ‘cause she’s too noticeable.
Can’t forget because she’s unforgettable,
loveable… nah, that’s a damn lie.
She’s looking crazy with them cocked eyes
No sense, no brain, crazy girl, not the same,

Don’t call her
Don’t call her
If you say her name, you better mock her.
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Basically this is about me. People used to make fun of my birthmark and the things I would say.