They say I'm crazy, I really don't care.

That's my prerogative.

They say I'm nasty. but I don't give a damn.

Getting boys is how I am.

Some ask me questions. why am I so ireal?

But they don't understand me.

I really don't know the deal about my sister.

I'm tryin' hard to make it right.

Not long ago before I won this fight.

Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me.

Why don't they just let me live? 

I don't need permission, to make my own decisions.

That's my prerogative.

It's my prerogative. it's the way I wanna live.

It's my prerogative. you can't tell me what to do.

Don't get me wrong

I'm really not zooped

Ego trips is not my thing

All these strange relationships

Really gets me down

I see nothing wrong with

Spreading myself around