You think you’re the shit

When you walk with your clique

And you scowl and you smile

And you saunter and slide

Down the street and you

Prowl for your prey when

You know, deep down

They’re cooler than you

Don’t it make you feel big

To lower your eyes

On someone who doesn’t

Know their worth, and you lie

Tell them they’re crap when

They aren’t cause they’re

Better than you, and you

Know but you pretend

That you don’t

And life goes on, and you

Act like you’re the shit

When you walk with your clique

Thinking you’re the first

The original, the queen

Of the crop, but what you

Forget is I’ve been there

You’re in my spot

That I gave up, cause I grew up

And you forgot that I used

To stand above you

And talk shit to your face

Cause you didn’t know, still

Don’t know your worth

But I do

And you’re shit

xxXxx

I’m still having problems with my friends, can you tell?