Can I holla at you for a minute baby?
Forgive me for being so insecure
For being so immature
Before I wasn't sure
If your love was truly pure
You see before
When I was really young
Kids used to make fun
Of all of my features
They used to call me a creature
Because of my dark skin
They would pretend
To be my friend
In order to hurt me
Time and time again
I'm used to being used
Lonely and confused
Scared and abused
Scarred and bruised
But it'll break my heart
If it was done by you
Promise me you won't
Please baby don't
Be cruel towards me
Continue making me happy
And I promise I'll learn
To do the same in return
I got damaged baggage
And bridges to burn