Niñoxico

I write and record 'cause I'm a slave to this work
In the midst of my fear, I justify every mistake
I end your modesty and end as a favor
Because your taste, love, is trash and your dialogue exhausting
I rap because they don't want me to
It's my home and my drug, it relieves me when it intoxicates
Just by imagining, working and examining
Fantasies that walk on pages that no one explores

My rhyme captivates when it plays at falling in love
It wrinkles and flees if it doesn't achieve it
To hate and parody, it's spectacular
To copy, it's attractive but not to ignore
Don't compare your tantrums or typical fits
With the anonymous criticisms of a shy person
Hostility is my greatest skill
My strength originates from my weakness

My rhyme grew among vices in silence
It's a peaceful palace, it's my best choice
There are weird girls, they look at my face as if on display
But in my space, no one appreciates without condition
Since I started rapping, I'm a little kid
I fall in love with my teachers and chew on candies
During my breaks, I don't write love letters
I just plan the worst way to screw over the principal

(But I confess)
In my life, I've suffered two great losses
I've been suicidal, I've had perverted ideas
I wanted to be a woman, I was addicted to pills
Drinking is to forget more, it's not forgotten
I haven't died yet because I have three great loves
That doesn't stop me from crying, and hey, if you ignore it
I don't care, I make more noise in silence
Things you don't understand keep me busy

I carry this curse
I'm a little kid at school without lunch
I carry this curse
At 8, I'm in bed praying for my forgiveness
I carry this curse
I'm a little kid at school without lunch
I carry this curse
I HATE ALL THE MOTHERF***ERS WITHOUT DISTINCTION!

My gaze writes worlds in the infinite
I still go to school, because I'm a little kid
My gaze writes worlds in the infinite
I still imagine, because I'm a little kid
My gaze writes worlds in the infinite
I still go to school, because I'm a little kid
I pray every night and thank God
I chew on sweets, because I'm a little kid

My classmates make fun of me
Because I dance like Michael, because I'm small
My classmates make fun of me
Because I don't have a girlfriend, because my voice is high
My classmates make fun of me
Because of my haircut, because I don't have shoes
My classmates make fun of me
Because I run very slow, because I'm always sad

My classmates make fun of me
Because my father doesn't call me, because I like ugly girls
My classmates make fun of me
Because I'm always nervous, because I'm quiet
My classmates make fun of me
Because I'm a little kid, a f***ing little kid
My classmates make fun of me