Yucky Blucky Fruitcake

Doechii, why don't you introduce yourself to the class?

Okay?

Hi, my name's Doechii with two I's

I feel anxious when I'm high

Teachers say I talk too much

Momma say I don't talk enough

In the dark, I'm like a torch

From the hood, I hopped the porch

I don't bang or slang on gang

But my dada keep them thangs

Speak up, speak up, speak up, speak

I get a little violent when I play the game of tag

I get a little quiet when I think about the bag

I slob when I sleep and I wake up with a drag

I'm pulling out my teeth, so I wake up to the cash

This is who I am from the back to the front

I never had to pay for my schoolhouse lunch

My mama used stamps when she need a little help

But a **** made do with the cards been dealt

I tried to act smart 'cause I want a lot of friends

I never really went with the flow of the trends

I think I like girls, but I think I like men

Doechii is a dick, I never fit in

Overly cocky, I'm hyper-ambitious

Me, me, me, me, bitch, I'm narcinicistic

I am a black girl who beat the statistics

Fuck the opinions and all the logistics

(Speak up, speak up, speak up, speak)

Wow, wow, well, Doechii, why don't you tell us

What you do in your spare time?

I'm all alone on the deep, dark web

Me and my phone in this queen size bed

I'm looking at my pillow, my pillow look back at me

My thumb is over the screen, the other is in my jeans

It took a second to soak

My fingers inside my throat

I paused and then I choked

To think about it some more

Connection is moving slow

My brightness is on that low

I'm reaching for the remote

Then my mama bust through the door

Doechii, Doechii, Doechii, Doechii

You forgot to take the chicken out

Doechii, you forgot to take the chicken out

I fuck with Junie B.

Barbara was my idol

Had to wear my attitude to every dance recital

In my black Taylor Chucks, the ones that laced up to my thighs

Lisa Frank lipstick on my eyes

Weird girl activity

Black bitch nativity

Spy girl erotica

Bucket hat from Nautica

Clit throbbing, I start sobbing watching Narnia

I been winning trophies since Fear Factor

I was earning medals the same grade

You basic bitches learned how to use protractors

Foot been on they necks before chiropractor

But I gave all the game boys cooties

Most of y'all are the type of kids I'd hate

If I was the monster under your beds, you'd be the kids I'd ate

If I was the man your mom fucked

I'd fuck her right in your face

And take you and your siblings on a Domino's Pizza date

Damn

Gen X baby going crazy with the cam

Back when I was rhyming on my Green Eggs and Ham

Editing my pictures with the Microsoft filters

I was making trillers way before they called 'em Trillers

Sixth grade, every **** pressured me to fuck

While y'all was giving it up

I was serving looks

Custom made drip with the pastry couture

Selling silly bands from my desk to my drawer

Singing karaoke while my mom was at the store

Scared that she would walk in on me singing Paramore

While y'all sticking housekeys in motherfucking sockets

I was stuffing all your lunch moneys in my pockets

Please stop it

I'm meant to blow up like the white things in soda rockets

Talking back to my teachers, I'm outta pocket

Got so much shit on my chest, yo, I need to drop it

Dribbling inside my journal, kiss my locket

Let the paper soak my tears up

Ultracharmin

Ooh, I need to let it out

(Let it out) I gotta let it out (Let it out)

Uninvited and I'm undercover

Undivided, undiscovered

Uninvited and I'm undercover

But I never liked 'em, forever fuck 'em

Wow, that was quite the introduction

Doechii, everybody give it up for Doechii, give it up for Doechii

Okay, we're gonna have to have a talk after class, okay?