Glo Up Process

You say I'm grown,
gramma wise,
titties still growing,
cant fit fingers in,
thick thighs &
small bawty shake
you call me “your order”

ID says early January
you believe
I lived thru the 90s
thinkin ima kno
jus how to wrap my lips
round you
all i got is lollipop practice

you expect me to know love
but i say it too soon
i came out the womb
and loved my mama too soon
but i cant say it to you?

im waitin on braces
rockin that natural face
missed those myspace ages
you want my Facebook tho?
i was learning to walk
when you knew algebra

stop asking me to grow up
to love you like a woman
and be your queen
im a princess still
jus tryna understand school

you saw 2pac breathing
i saw his tribute
lemme grow in peace
i probably wont call back
dont prey on me