Someone zipped by me doing one twenty-five in a sixty
Treating it as a guideline, whilst I overthink carefully
Have my ID, reg, on hand, but want no one to notice me
'Cause they'll pull it out and call me by what they see
And even after this event, it's all come to pass
I have print on my card that shows who I am at last
And yet, it's treated as ignorable instead of fact
Facing music yet won't hear it, head in the sand and look crass
(Wireless, got spectrum in my brain)
Got my new driver's license in the mail
Man, they rated my sex life an epic fail!
Fresh info, but you only recite the stale, I raise an eyebrow and you call me frail
Call me fake!
But I'm more real that you'll ever be, call me fake!
While I'm living authentically
Your words are empty and mean jack shit to me
Your words bark with no bite, aren't said truthfully
Clock out and I'm drawing up for lost time
But it doesn't matter, I'm a she/her girlie
Splits in the red while I wait at the light
But it doesn't matter, I'll still get there early
Feel like going fifty in a thirty five
These transphobic bitches all tryna teach me how to drive
And these cops pull me over, and they card my legal name?
Bitch, who do you even think you are? I'm not taking any blame
Got my new driver's license in the mail
Man, they rated my sex life an epic fail!
Fresh info, but you only recite the stale, I raise an eyebrow and you call me frail
Call me fake!
But I'm more real that you'll ever be, call me fake!
While I'm living authentically
Your words are empty and mean jack shit to me
Your words bark with no bite, aren't said truthfully