Lyrics:

Written by Kellee Maize
Production by ID Labs
Mixed by DJ Huggy
Mastered by EDan

[Chorus]
Hippie, tramp, and fiend
I hear it from the people in the town
They call me hippies tramps and fiends
Now you hear the real story of me

[Verse 1]
Birth mother never even gave me a chance
Found her after a long 24 year absence
Like mother like daughter she said she like to dance
And like the first day of birth out my life she prance

Birth father don't even know that I exsist
The tru mother couldn't conceive she full of cysts
I almost died two times thoughts of slitting wrists
Don't know my heritage life so full twists
And turns Watched ma morph into a skeleton
The burns from radiation god was fortuntellin
The urn I would fill w/dead parent mind swelling
concerned bout the cancer sticks they still sellin then

Ma lived but daddy did die I watched him go
Will never forget the last breath there went his soul
Slavin everyday to make sure I could eat
Bear hugs and pure love I cried for a week at his feet
fighting for his honor his pain his generosity
Taught me to never judge and to value reciprocity
I feel his eyes lookin down on me, you were the world
to me, rip
Daddy rip rip

[Chorus]
Hippie, tramp and fiend
I hear it from the people in the town
They call me hippie tramp and fiend
Now you hear the real story of me

[Verse 2]
findin hip hop was like finding my soul
Was dancing before I could walk to country and rock and
roll
Wrote my first rhyme in central pa at 9 years old
But never let it out the white trash mold
As a kid pops had me wearing the black and gold team
Took a visit to Pittsburgh at age 16
remember seeing the tall buildings and how they gleam
I wanna be here something drew me know what I mean
takin on the world so full of anxieties
Self medicated girl with big city dreams,
Flyin on the saucer to Saturn my moon beams
They thinking I fucked someone to get here of please
Hail to 412 finally home kid
Mammas in the factory gotta make it big
Needle in the arm of everyone back home
No jobs, like the city some spots a war zone

[Chorus]
Hippie, tramp and fiend
I hear it from the people in the town
They call me hippie tramp and fiend
Now you hear the real story of me

[Verse 3]
And bout the name most just call me Kellee maize
As i set the crowd ablaze That been the legal for all
my days,
Mamma said she spell it different and set the stage
For her health and happiness to god I praise
Back in 98 when b came before bonics
He named me keldelakel in a cloud of cronic
Some shorten to dela cause they slow from hydroponic
They call me killah kel when I had to much vodka tonic
My man named me apocalypse crane it aint demonic
all about change I wanna see it's harmonic
Hand in my pocket with peace sign ain't it ironic
But I'mma go with k maize cause It sound supa sonic

I been popiular since I started my life
If you know my name hope you be that real peaceful type
I bout the movement plain and simple don't believe all
the hype
Gossipin must stop if we gonna turn wrong to right
word on the street is I work 80 hours a week, and don't
sleep
I don't want your man I got one he sweet
nakturnal ain't movin slow and no I do not do blow
this manic brain is full of flow. If you don't know
well then now you know

[Chorus]
Hippie, tramp and fiend
I hear it from the people in the town
They call me hippie tramp and fiend
Now you hear the real story of me

Hippie, Tramp and fiend
I heard it from the people of the town
They call me Hippie, Tramp and fiend
Maybe you'll hear your story in me