Do you really think I'm fragile
Do you think that I'm a handful oh
I'm just a fragment a picture with no caption
Sitting here all alone
I'm on my own
They creeping down my door (Creep creep creep)
I think they want some more
I'm praying over my sword
My crystals locked in my drawer
My kingdom ready for war
My arms and legs they got sore
We're poor but rich in our core
Come find out what we got in store
What we got in store
Remember the days we was stuck in the trenches
Wasn't my time had to sit on the benches
I hope they can hear me but fuck all my exes
Might take an X and then fuck on my exes
I know that you hate me I know that you jealous
Brand new Margielas I got me a pension
I got me a Tesla I threw out my engine
Do you really think I'm fragile
Do you think that I'm a handful oh
I'm just a fragment a picture with no caption
Sitting here all alone
I'm on my own
They creeping down my door (Creep creep creep)
I think they want some more
I'm praying over my sword
My crystals locked in my drawer
My kingdom ready for war
My arms and legs they got sore
We're poor but rich in our core
Come find out what we got in store (Creep creep creep)