You just can't mold me I'll be what I wanna be And I'll see what I wanna see Even if two plus two you means three you can't hold me You know my name You got my number I'm just a somethin' You wanna put under When I'm a walkin' Down the empty street You put up a barrier That I have to meet You send me a message You want me to stop The things I'm takin' From what you got Your talk-talk-a-talkin' Bout what I do But ya better stop pushin' Or it'll be all over for you