Bad Bitch
You call yourself a bad bitch
But do you know what bitch really means?
You use it as if you’re calling yourself a queen
See if you really knew what it meant
I think you would see yourself differently
You see “bitch” is used derogatively
But still you use it positively
And you wonder why you get treated negatively
The reason is
You put yourself down first
When you called yourself a “bitch”
You opened the door for hurt
And pain
Now nothing’s the same
And now you can’t even remember your name
“Bitch” has been ingrained
In your brain
And now there’s no running from it
“Bitch” that’s what they call you
“Bitch” that’s who you are
And now you can’t even dream of reaching for the stars
Because that name has pulled you down
You don’t even know who you are now
Well I’m here to tell you
That the bad bitch they call you isn’t you
You’re a queen
With more important things to do
“Bitch” is not on your birth certificate
So I think it’s time that they forget it
And learn your real name
It’s time for things to change
Because you’re done with these childish games
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