Transgressive

[verse 1]
I came home and threw off my shoes
Started computer to check up the news
And answer to people that sent me e-mails like we're friends
The first told me "you're bizarre
I don't even understand what's your gender"
Why don't you focus on what's in your pants ?
You're too dummy for me, go fuck your hand
The second told me "you're cheap
Your comix suck, your songs won't ever be in the hits"
So I answered "wow...
Where are your own creations, now ?"

[Chorus]
Everyone has a goal
You can be hot, can be cold
Others are judging me
They become angry and then it becomes funny
I stopped being stressed
It's not 'bout being the best
They hate how I speak or dress
Stupid shakles are made to be transgressed

[verse 2]
My words and songs can be rude
They contain some violence and nudes
But I'm tryin' to make good art
Made with heart, made to be smart
You came to say "oh, it's touchy
It's not how you're gonna make some money !"
But every stuff you think it's great
Is what I call consensual shit
I've got teacher in high school
That thought I was a teen fool
Everyone thought I will be
Homeless at like 23

[Chorus]
Everyone has a goal
You can be hot, can be cold
Others are judging me
They become angry and then it becomes funny
I stopped being stressed
It's not 'bout being the best
They hate how I speak or dress
Stupid shakles are made to be transgressed

[break]
Well, in my opinion
I'm pretty good at transgression
I don't try to be someone special
But I'm feeling bad, surrounded by walls
I've always got a taste for the stories about exes
The ones who put heart in peaces, the book is closed
I got pages that I won't ever allow someone else to write on
I don't fucking care how much I'm wrong

[Chorus]
Everyone has a goal
You can be hot, can be cold
Others are judging me
They become angry and then it becomes funny
I stopped being stressed
It's not 'bout being the best
They hate how I speak or dress
Stupid shakles are made to be transgressed