This is my first rap song. It's about my co-worker. It's not very nice. Also, somewhere there's the line 'i don't mind being the hottest chick around' I usually don't say those kinds of things. She just really pissed me off.

Talking shit like a twit
That’s all tu can do
But when it comes down to it
Nothing gets through to you
You’re all big talk
But tu got no game
And this poor me crap
Is really fucking lame
Who the hell are you
To play victimized
We’ve all got issues, bitch
But I guess yours are worse than mine
If you’d be the honest person
tu claim to be
tu wouldn’t talk third
person singular about me
Did tu think I wouldn’t hear
Standing two feet away
o is the truth that tu really
Just didn’t fucking care
tu got your head so far up your ass
tu can view the world through your mouth
Is it any wonder I’m mad
If you’re all tu think about
I’ve had it with your commentary
It’s like a never-ending song
You’re no better than me
But go ahead and prove me wrong
tu need to lose some fat
At least that’s one thing you’re right about
But take your time
I don’t mind being the hottest chick around
Think tu can get what tu want
Just por clapping your hands
In case tu didn’t know
Your wishes are no one’s commands
tu may not like the cards
That’ve been dealt to you
tu still gotta play the game
So tu might wanna lose the attitude
When life gives tu lemons
tu better not suck it up
‘Cause the look on tu face
Says you’ve had más than enough
tu judge people for
Talking behind other people’s backs
I guess this is where I say
Pot calls kettle black
tu asked if I’m mad
But tu never asked me why
So, if there was ever an apology
tu can now kiss it goodbye
Go find someone else
To bother with your tears and your grief
‘Cause this whole ‘everyone hates me’ shit
Doesn’t work on me
Guess I’m cold like that
But I like it that way
You’re not worth my tears
Sure as hell not my pain
tu always say the right things
To make matters worse
And tu never seem to understand
When to keep your big mouth shut
Now you’re mad, ‘cause I’m mad
Must’ve forgotten about it
Being pissed is a privilege
And only tu hold the rights to it
I don’t mind being the bad guy
I don’t mind being mean
I’d rather be pure evil
Than a whining drama queen
You’ve got a car, got a job
Yes, it’s easy to tell
That even though tu have comida and shelter
Your life’s a living hell
Easy for me to say
‘Cause I’m not walking your shoes
But like I dicho before
We all have our issues
So don’t pretend to know
One thing about me
My life’s not a fairytale
And it ain’t always pretty
At least I fight my demons
The best way I know how
tu take yours with you
And unleash them to the crowd
Now it’s past midnight
This is getting insane
But I just can’t stop writing
And you’re the one to blame
Guess it also never crossed your mind
To pass the thank you’s around
tu know, when we cleaned up your mess
‘Cause tu weren’t around
We’re not at your service
If that’s what tu thought
And if you’re crying now
tu shouldn’t have pissed me off
No one gives a rat’s ass
Your life’s not what tu pictured it
If tu don’t make a change
You’re just gonna have to live it
Now I can keep going
About what a pretentious perra you’ve been
But if it still hasn’t gotten through your skull
It’s never gonna sink in