Laila, Laila

Verse

Yo, Laila Slater, 17 and still a mess,

Cringe queen in the class, failin' every test.

Bad grades stackin' like your excuses, weak,

You let the whole squad roast you, what a freak.

Weird haircut screamin' "help me," asymmetrical disaster,

Lookin' like a backyard trim from your drunk-ass pastor.

Uniqua vibes from the Backyardigans, lost in the crew,

But you ain't dancin', just sittin' there takin' the L, boo.

(Weird, weird) Hair floppin' like a rejected cartoon,

Black girl glow? Nah, you dimmin' the room.

Bullies circle up, you fold like cheap origami,

Smilin' through the shade, that's some masochist drama.

I see you slinkin' in the back, head down low,

Weird energy radiatin', nobody wanna know.

Chorus

Laila, Laila, why you let 'em clown you? (Clown you)

Weird haircut, bad vibes, straight-up drown you. (Drown you)

Cringe alert, grades in the gutter, what a shame,

Uniqua reject, playin' the bully's game.

(Oh-oh, take it) Let 'em step, you just nod and agree,

Weirdest in the room, can't even break free.

Laila, Laila, forever the joke, yeah!

Verse

Step up, Laila, but you trip on your own weirdness,

Haircut so off, it's givin' "I tried" fierceness.

Class laughs 'cause you hand 'em the ammo on a platter,

Bullied daily, but you laugh it off? Nah, that don't matter.

Uniqua lost at sea, castaway in the hallway,

Floatin' through the torment, no backbone to display.

Black excellence? You the cautionary tale,

F's on your report, dreams derailed on the fail trail.

(Weird-o, weird-o) Vibes so off-key, screamin' isolation,

Let 'em call you clown, you wear it like a coronation.

I flex on your weakness, king of the roast game,

While you shrink in the corner, whisperin' your own shame.

Punchline: You're the punchbag, eternal class joke,

Weird haircut crown, but it choke—now choke!