i came up broke where the sky stayed gray mouth full of rosaries, smoke, and rage catholic school skirt — fuck your rules i kissed girls while the gym said “cool” saw my own body like a sin to fix mirror said shame, mom said “pics” arms too soft, waist too wide she pinched my side when i tried to hide dad dipped out when the truth came bare said “it’s not your fault” then disappeared mom stayed bitter with a wine-glass tongue made me her punchline when the night got young told me i was drama — nah, i’m divine her pain ain’t mine, i just carried the line i learned shame young, unlearned it stoned wrote suicide notes in a glittery phone first hit of weed, i cracked and howled then wore my crop top like a fuck-you cowl that town was fake — i bloomed in dirt with bruised-up hope and a see-through shirt they said sit pretty — i said choke i spit like a bitch-built holy ghost “dreamer” inked where the damage fits this voice don’t break — it fucks and hits flowproof, bitch — i bend for none bite my name? better bring your lungs too weird, too lit, i glow don’t step up — don’t break my flow flowproof, slut-saint made blunt in mouth, no fucks paid i drip, i snap, i know you can’t touch this — don’t break my flow i ghosted that house with the porch light dead packed all my grief in a blunt wrap thread hit campus like a bad idea in heels with trauma in my bra and unpaid meals slept on couches, flaked on class had a playlist full of girls who crashed but fate threw dice at the meh front gate and chaos said, “hey slut — you’re late” met mari on a moonlit dare tits out, joint lit, no shame to spare we laughed like bitches who’d buried gods then made a blood pact in fake-ass bras MEH fed me weed and dancefloor rights fed my breakdowns on tuesday nights we sang offbeat, we cried on floor some days they held me, some days War !! but they let me be soft, let me be sick let me fuck up and still exist not fixed — not clean — but fuckin’ seen slut-saint chaos in a healing scene flowproof, bitch — i bend for none bite my name? better bring your lungs too weird, too lit, i glow don’t step up — don’t break my flow flowproof, slut-saint made blunt in mouth, no fucks paid i drip, i snap, i know you can’t touch this — don’t break my flow now i don’t flinch when the mirror hits back i bless my thighs, i kiss my fat this body’s mine — slut-coded and bright stretch marks shimmer like stage-light stripes i don’t beg for love — i drip in demand voice like a sermon with a mic in hand still soft, still cracked, still cursed and hot but i walk like a girl god said “plot” i’m not healed — i’m holy not perfect — just own me built from the basement, crowned on a roof if you want receipts, bitch — here’s the proof flowproof, bitch — i bend for none bite my name? better bring your lungs too weird, too lit, i glow don’t step up — don’t break my flow flowproof, slut-saint made blunt in mouth, no fucks paid i drip, i snap, i know you can’t touch this — don’t break my flow this is the voice she tried to burn this is the girl who made herself return you can try but you won’t break this flow
