You can keep talking shit about me, you're making me famous. You honestly don't have anything better to talk about, I don't blame you. You have no life, runnin' yo mouth on people you hate on because you're jealous. Classy.

Love me or hate me; either way, it's still an obsession. I'm still gonna shine, still gonna walk with my head up high. Don't pretend we're good friends when you see me because I know all that shit that runs outta your mouth. That's right, everything that is said about me does get back to me believe it or not. I guess I must be a pretty hot topic for everyone to talk about me non-stop. Good thoughts or bad thoughts, good things said or bad things said, you still think about me, you still talk about me. No matter how hard you try, you won't break me.

Stop obsessing over me, please :)