Fuck the Industry (Signed Sincerly)

I'll never be picture-perfect Beyonce

Fly like J-Lo

Or singing baby like Shanti

I barely comb my hair, yeah that's on a good day

I don't care what the hood say

I ain't street like Keyshia

Aint never tried to be

And I got soul in my soul

But not quite like Mary

Ain't nothing really R&B about me

And I said bump what the Hood say

I'm sorry I ain't in the Benzes in my videos

I'm sorry I ain't even really trying to match my clothes

I can tell you ???

But I can also tell you who the king dilla is

And I got knowledge if you really want to talk about it

No I don't trust projects just to walk around it

So, I'm writing this letter to the industry

It says F*ck You Signed Sincerely

Aww yeah

Here we go again

"Solo, can you tone it down?

Be more like them?"

But everything I'm not

Makes me everything I am

Awww yeah

Oh, here we go again

People talking shit, but when the shit hits the fan

Everything I'm not makes me everything I am

I'm not a goody-goody

But I don't watch my mouth

I ain't no goody-goody

But I appreciate the ones who rooting for me

Cause everybody gone and got an opinion, baby

And I been feeling lately

Like I can't help it

Big up, haters

If you don't like it

I didn't make it for you, ooh, ooooh

You, ooh, ooooh

I'm not apologetic

If you don't like it its probably 'cause you don't get it

And you can tell the world

What you heard I said

And I ain't talking about me

I'm talking bout the ones who represent what I believe

The Fresh Kids

The What Comes Next? Kids

The See You At The Art Exhibit Oh Hell Yes Kids

The Politic Kids, The Be ______ And Declare Your Independence Kids

If I'ma vote for something I'ma go Barack the vote this year

Talking bout the ones who said "Enough!"

But I got too much 'I don't give a what' in my cup

And I don't care what the next man is saying

I'm just saying to the industry

This is F*ck You, Signed Sincerely

Oh, yeah

Oh, here we go again

People talking shit, but I don't give a damn

Everything I'm not makes me everything I am

Oooh, yeah

Oh, here we go again

People talking shit with no pot to piss in

But everything I'm not is everything

I can

I can do anything

I remember the Doc sayin "Whatchu gone do? Girl you 17?"

'Ye ripped on this track, made it into a jam

I just borrowed it just to tell you who I am