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They say I'm crazy! I really don't care, that's my prerogative. They say I'm nasty!, But I don't give a damn. Getting boys is how I live, Some ask me questions: Why am I so real? But they don't understand me, I really don't know the deal about my sister, Trying hard to make it right. Not long ago before I won this fight, Everybody's talking all this stuff about me. Why don't they just let me live? I don't need permission, make my own decisions. That's my prerogative

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