when i was four years old   they tried to test my i.q.   they showed me a picture   of 3 oranges and a pear   they said,   which one is different?   it does not belong   they taught me different is wrong   but when i was 13 years old   i woke up one morning   thighs covered in blood   like a war   like a warning   that i live in a breakable takeable body   an ever increasingly valuable body   that a woman had come in the night to replace me   deface me   see,   my body is borrowed   yeah, i got it on loan   for the time in between my mom and some maggots   i don't need anyone to hold me   i can hold my own   i got highways for stretchmarks   see where i've grown   i sing sometimes   like my life is at stake   'cause you're only as loud    as the noises you make   i'm learning to laugh as hard   as i can listen   'cause silence   is violence   in women and poor people   if more people were screaming then i could relax   but a good brain ain't diddley   if you don't have the facts   we live in a breakable takeable world   an ever available possible world   and we can make music   like we can make do   genius is in a back beat   backseat to nothing if you're dancing   especially something stupid   like i.q.   for every lie i unlearn   i learn something new   i sing sometimes for the war that i fight   'cause every tool is a weapon -   if you hold it right.