I’m a unique individual in this world
Don’t act or look like any of those girls
Dressed in down vests, baggy jeans, with tracks of hair
Timberland, Polo, and Tommy – lookin’ debonair.

I’m not like anyone else on this earth 
This isn’t a new feeling - been there since birth.

Young men with scull caps and hard-assed looks
Girls carryin’ DKNY or Coach pocketbooks.
Acrylic nails with an airbrushed design
Blingin’ watches to keep up with the time
Cornrowed hair and platform boots
Hair super-straight, no kinky roots
Wave caps on, jeans sagging to the knee
All that “coolness” just isn’t in me
Hair bright colors, girls who are super thin
Making me feel huge cause I’m above a size 10

They walk around with the aroma of weed so deep
Eyes droopin’ so hard, looks like they asleep.
Man! All that glitz just isn’t in me
I like to live my life a little more simply.
I feel out of place ‘cause I don’t call my car a whip
Or cause I don’t have expensive wine on which to sip.
I feel out of place cause I don’t use words like “gravy”
And ‘cause I don’t buy down-vests from GAP or Old Navy.
I feel out of place, but at least I’m being me.
Makes life much easier and more carefree.