People turn away from me. And I'm tired of setting myself up just to face that kind of rejection.
" I'm talking to my ghetto beauty queen
How will you find a king
When you're searching for one thing?
Know you want the nicer things
Get a job and buy them things
Ain't like he got you a ring
Close your legs, don't let him in between
Don't you know that you're a queen?"
Next, Beauty Queen
