My names doechii wit two “I”s

I feel anxious when I'm high

Teachers say I talk too much

Momma say ion talk enough

In the dark I'm like a torch

From the hood I hop the porch

I don't bang or slang on gang

But my dada keep them thangs





Speak up speak up speak up speak



I get alittle violent when I play the game of tag

I get alittle quiet when I'm thinking bout the bag

I slob when I sleep and I wake up with a drag

Im pulling out my teeth so I wake up to the cash

This is who I am from the back to the front

I never had to pay for my school house lunch

My momma used stamps when she needa little help

But c nigga made due wit da cards been dealt

I try to act smart cuz I want a lot of friends

I never really went with the flow of the trends

I think I like girls but I think I like men

Doechii is a dick, I never fit in

Overly cocky I'm hyper-ambitious

Me me me me bitch I'm narcanastistic

I am a black girl who beat the statistic

Fuck the opinions and all the logistics



Speak up speak up speak up speak up speak



Im all alone on the deep dark web

Me and my phone in this Queen size bed

I'm looking at my pillow my pillow look back at me

My thumb is over the screen the other is in my jeans



It Took a second to soak

My Fingers inside my throat

I paused and then I choked

To think about it some more

Connection is moving slow

My brightness is on the low

Im Reaching for the remote

Then my momma buss through the door



Doechii Doechii Doechii

You forgot to take the chicken out



I Fuck with Junie B.

Barbra was my idol

Had to wear my attitude to every dance recital

In my black Taylor chucks the ones that laced up to my thighs

Lisa Frank lipstick on my eyes

Weird girl activity

Black bitch nativity

Spy girl erotica

Bucket hat from nautica

Clot throbbing I start sobbing watching Narnia



I been winning trophies since fear factor

I was earning metals the same grade you basic bitches learned how to use protractors

Foot been on they necks before chiropractor

But I gave all the game boys cooties



Most of y'all are the type of kids I'd hate

If I was the monster under your beds you'd be the kids I'd ate

If I was the man your mom fucked

I'd fuck her right in your face and take you and your siblings on a Dominos pizza date

Damn

Gen x baby going crazy with the cam

Back when I was rhyming on my Green Eggs and Ham

Editing my pictures with the Microsoft filters

I was making trillers way before they called em Trillers

Sixth grade every nigga pressured me to fuck

While y'all was giving it up

I was serving looks

Custom made drip with the pastry couture

Selling silly bands from desk to my drawer

Singing karaoke while my mom was at the store

Scared that she would walk in on me singing Paramore

While y'all sticking house keys in mother fucking sockets

I was stuffing all your lunch money in my pockets

Please stop it

I'm meant to blow up like the white things in soda rockets

Talking back to my teachers I'm outta pocket

Got so much shit on my chest yo I need to drop it

Dribbling inside my journal kiss my locket

Let the paper soak my tears up

Ultracharmin

I need to let it out

I gotta let it out

Uninvited and I'm undercover

Undivided undiscovered

Uninvited and I'm undercover

But I never liked em so it's forever fuck em