Tekst piosenki 'F Myself' wykonawcy Qveen Herby

Actually, um, I'm not sure where I come in but it doesn't matter, huh?

To the person who called me an old hag, flop
You need to stream my whole catalog
Tell me why these tossy bitches just lack love
It has to stop

If I wasn't so deep in love with myself
You might've fucked my whole day up aswell
Know you didn't think you would get a reply
Darling I'll give you a piece of my mind

If I had a dick I would definitely fuck myself
I don't need a dick and I definitely don't need your help
Try to get a grip, go outside, baby, touch some grass
Won't you figure out how to love yourself? Come on, baby

Yeah, come on, baby
And try again
My friend

You just probably woke up with really bad breath today
Someone stupid cut you off on the highway
Something tell me that you never felt truly safe
And that's okay

'Cause I wasn't always this chill and refined
I still say stupid shit all of the time
All that I'm saying is you got a choice
Hope you can feel all this love in my voice

If I had a dick I would definitely fuck myself
I don't need a dick and I definitely don't need your help (don't need help)
Try to get a grip, go outside, baby, touch some grass
Won't you figure out how to love yourself? Come on, baby

Why you are focusing on talking shit and bringing me down (bringing me down)
I was just thinking 'bout how magical you could be if you (if you) were in your prime

If I had a dick I would definitely fuck myself (fuck myself)
I don't need a dick and I definitely don't need your help (don't need help)
Try to get a grip, go outside, baby, touch some grass
Won't you figure out how to love yourself? Come on, baby

Come on, baby
Try again
Oh, woah, woah
Try again my friend