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)