Snippet of lyrcis new song "Hair"

Whenever I dress cool,
My parents put up a fight
And if I’m a hotshot,
Mom will cut hair at night
In the morning I’m sure of my identity
I scream Mom and Dad,
‘why can’t I be who I want to be’

Chorus:
I’ve had enough,
this is my prayer,
that I’ll die living just as free as my hair.