They call you names
Some call you a hoe
Some say you lack morals
Some say you’re possessed
Others call you a prostitute

They don’t know that you do that
Just to put food on the plate
You want to clothe your siblings
You want to feed your siblings
You want to pay bills
You want to make your siblings happy

Instead of helping you
They judge you
They call you names
They think you seek attention
Because they never bothered to find reasons
Behind your doings
Well, to your siblings you are a heroine
You are a star
You are a queen
You are everything