
[Verse 1] Why the hell you counting inches Like my skin belongs to you? Got a courtroom in your mouth, babe, But you aināt got a damn clue. Yeah, I gained some weight, I was broke as hell, Gas station lights and government walls. Trying to survive on whatever I had, While you were busy judging it all. [Pre-Chorus] Then I lost some pounds after surgery, Now everybody wants to clap. āOh my God, you look amazing!ā Shut the fuck up with that. [Verse 2] You liked me thinner, congratulations, That was trauma on display. Couldnāt eat from all the stress Of trying to heal in hostile space. Spine full of metal, nerves on fire, Still I got up off the floor. You saw a smaller waistline, honey, I saw a goddamn war. [Pre-Chorus] So donāt dress up your shallow bullshit Like itās love or ājust concern.ā My body aināt your little lesson, And Iām not here for you to learn. [Chorus] Who gives a fuck about my body size If Iām breathing and medically fine? You donāt get a vote, you donāt get a say, You donāt get to measure my pain that way. This aināt your mirror, this aināt your mouth, This aināt your house to be talking about. Baby, Iām healing, Iām moving, Iām strongā What have you done since running your mouth so long? [Bridge] I was big, I was small, I was barely alive, And you still found a way to critique my size. Too much, too little, too soft, too thinā Damn, does your own life ever begin? Iām not your before, not your after shot, Not your gossip, not your plot. Iām a whole damn woman with a body that fought, And survived every battle you forgot. [Final Chorus] Who gives a fuck about my body size If Iām breathing and medically fine? You donāt get a vote, you donāt get a say, You donāt get to dress my survival in shame. This aināt your mirror, this aināt your mouth, This aināt your place to be talking about. Baby, Iām lifting, Iām healing, Iām loudā So keep my damn body out of your mouth. [Outro] Yeah, I gained weight. Yeah, I lost weight. Yeah, Iām still here. And thatās the part that should scare you.

