Hey what a weird age I'm in At times I'm too young At times I'm too old But I will never be Grown enough to have your respect You told me that I'm a mess Will you ever respect me You told me that I s** And I told you that I don't care But you've touched that tears bottom in my heart I'm like my mom I never show up crying 'Cause I know that if Imma do it you will k** me with words So you know what f** hate I stand for love I'm young But I'm not dumb I try to find joy in things that makes me feel alright Although most of the time I find myself alone 'Cause nobody really understands My rebel soul, soul rebel, rebel soul, soul rebel, rebel soul, soul rebel I'm a simple person I have nothing but I appreciate what I have 'Cause I know where I come from The great East Coast East Coast East Coast shikor