Vanity

You just like my daddy Obsessed with money And flashy The outcome of raising a princess Is my deep insatiable need Now I don't ask for much Though I know you'd give it all And just like my daddy You're never inside these walls See my mama would rise Two three up in the night Just to graze fingertips across our slumbering heads But daddy either working or he's tired For ninety days I made your bed Ninety days I cleaned your dishes Dabbed the suede all on the couch Dumped the rest of the dish liquid out Singing the blues My microphone the broom I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick of this Of this Betty Crocker shit But what am I to do If I breathe you Maybe it's vanity What about me What am I to do If I breathe you What about me What about me What about me The only other version of me to go back to Is the person that I once knew The black one Without you God she petrifies me Probably why I'm always idolizing But I Know I've been changed So who would I be if you're not around Going black until I'm found No no no no No no no no no no no No no no no Done been there before Tell me I'm not my parent's parents My parents or worse Breaking my back trying to break this curse Tell me I'm not my parent's parents My parents or worse I'm breaking my back trying to break this curse But what am I to do If I breathe you yeah Maybe it's vanity What about me What am I to do If I breathe you What about me What about me What about me What am I to do If I breathe you Maybe it's vanity What about Me me me me Me me me me Me me me me Me me What am I to do If I breathe you What about me What about me What about me What about me What about me What about me me me What about me me me Me me me me me It's vanity Aye What about me me me me What am I to do What am I to do What am I What am I to do What am I to Tell me If it's all about you you you Yeah What am I to do If I breathe you What about me