Searching through the closet
Tryna find myself
Lashes ain't my thing cause I'm boy as hell
My mama calls my name
My mood just change
Why she on my back
Why can't I be in my tv
Watching myself but I can't see me
My eyes are wide open
I can't find the motion
When I was 12 years old
I thought I was so grown
I wanted to be
Like Junie B
She's had everything
She's had the style
The friends
The love
The trends
The boys
The Toys
The confidence
But I had to be
Just little ole me
You know what I mean
Searching through the closet
Tryna find myself
Lashes ain't my thing cause I'm boy as hell
My mama calls my name
My mood just change
Why she on my back
Why can't I be in my tv
Watching myself but I can't see me
My eyes are wide open
I can't find the motion
The leaders the gothics
They all had the look
Finding a style
I can't find in a book
I wanted to find my
Place in life
Guess I gotta be fine
With it
Anything that's everywhere
It's really not about me
Fraction myself just subtracting my outreach
There one thing I know
I'm not gonna go
For the bullshit
Searching through the closet
Tryna find myself
Lashes ain't my thing cause I'm boy as hell
My mama calls my name
My mood just change
Why she on my back
Why can't I be in my tv
Watching myself but I can't see me
My eyes are wide open
I can't find the motion