Do I lack the evidence?
You say there's no offense
So many a**ume, you see
Who is he and who is she
Just met and you think I'm someone else
When I'm tryna do me so I feel myself
Assumptions got me so annoyed
I'm not a girl I'm not a boy
Do I lack the evidence?
You say it was an accident
But my pronouns do belong
Still they tell me I am wrong
So what's wrong?
What's wrong with me?
The world is seeing someone
That I don't see
What's wrong?
What's wrong with me?
We need to stop identifying
People by their bodies
What's wrong with me?
The world is seeing someone
That I don't see
I've had a hard time
Tryna fit between the lines
And that's not my fault
Just met and you think I'm someone else
While I'm tryna do me so I feel myself
Assumptions got me so annoyed
I'm not a girl I'm not a boy
(We're not all girls or boys)