When the going gets Weird, the Weird go Pro.
Bitch, I'm the Bomb like Tick, Tick... And if you let me, you won't regret me. Shit, if you let me, you won't forget me. I’m just a soul whose intentions are good. Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood. Misunderstood ain't got to be explained. But you don't understand me, so let me explain:
Love your life – quite cliché but I guess that’s me. A ball of pop culture with some arms and feet. In the days of Kings and Queens I was a Jester – they treat me like a God, or they treat me like a leper. You’ll see me move back and forth between both, I’m trying to find a balance, I’m trying to build a balance.
Only after disaster can we be resurrected.
They call me Tess N9ne, that be my nickname. I’m working on bettering myself. Remember it all, the beauty as well as the flaws. Everything clever I’ve ever said I stole from someone more wise and imaginative than myself. What doesn’t kill you makes you stranger.
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp. I live life like the captain of a sinking ship. The one thing that I can guarantee, I'm like a steppin' razor - I suggest you stay fair with me.
I bought my brain a cane and asked it to be my pimp. You know, to make sure I don't get stuck up in my fuck ups.
I fell out of my stream of self-consciousness. I’m pretty easy going, but I don’t take bullshit from anybody. I love my friends like family, and I'm loyal to a fault. I love a good concert, a good party, and a long weekend. I love laughing until I cry or can't breathe. I'm on some other level shit you can't even imagine. All I ever wanna do is party, catch me at the club tryin' to holla at somebody. I'm rollin' with the bumps in the trunk, tryin' to have fun 'cuz you only live once. I live for music. I may be a white girl from Washington but I LOVE RAP. Hip Hop is my saviour.
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