I’m follically challenged,
but I couldn’t give a shit.
When I look into the mirror,
what looks back at me is fit.
Crows feet enhance my charm,
and fit this face of beauty
Define these dark, deep eyes,
to be striking is my duty.
So tell me what's the problem,
that I have several chins?
When just above my first one,
lies the cheekiest of grins.
My age is not my challenge,
can’t you see I’m wrote for luck.
So take me as you find me,
because I don’t give a fuck
