(November 5th, 1989. Breakers diary)
It was a sunday night in Taylor town, when my mama asked:
"Baby how do you get down?"
I was so scared, didn't know what to say
What would she do if she knew I was that way, that way
At first I figured it'd be no surprise
But she didn't have a clue and I couldn't lie
So I faced my fears, swallow my pride
When I confirmed her rumour she almost died
She said:
"Hey boy, whatcha gonna do,
Whatcha gonna do with the whole world against you?
Hey boy, whatcha gonna do,
Whatcha gonna do? For you it's tough being a gay boy
Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do
When the whole world rejects you?"
My emotions went up in flames
That was the night that I became:
A B.I.T.C.H.
Breaker's In Total Control of Himself
B.I.T.C.H.
In total control
B.I.T.C.H.
Breaker's In Total Control of Himself
B.I.T.C.H.
(It's my world now)
Went to school the next morning with an attitude
Had a tip on my shoulder, I refused to move
Wasn't just their world, it was my world too
And if you thought any diffrent I had no problem saying:
"Fuck you!"
And I said it with pride, cuz my sexuality don't define my life
Still they try to break me and manage my name
But I still have my mamas words in my brain
Saying:
"Hey boy, whatcha gonna do,
Whatcha gonna do with the whole world against you?
Hey boy, whatcha gonna do,
Whatcha gonna do? For you it's tough being a gay boy
Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do
When the whole world rejects you?"
Just as sure as I know my name
That was the night when I became:
A B.I.T.C.H.
Breaker's In Total Control of Himself
B.I.T.C.H.
In total control
B.I.T.C.H.
Breaker's In Total Control of Himself
B.I.T.C.H.
(It's my world now)
"In the one sky there are billions of stars
Each one are all diffrent but they're all beautiful
Don't you let no one steal your shine
I was only sixteen when I found mine
Ok, what?"
B.I.T.C.H.