We was in math class, third row, I was sitting by you
Right before Mr. Ammond’s class
‘Cause my mom couldn’t afford new Js
Polos, thrift store, thrift clothes that was all I knew
Do you remember?
Uh, I remember when you laughed when I cut my perm off
And you rated me a six
I was like, “Damn.”
But even back then with the tears in my eyes
I always knew I was the shit
- I Like It, by Janelle Monae
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