Siapa tu siapa?

It sounds like an internal revolution in three chords and a hundred “none of your business.” This isn't about modesty - it's about armor made of confidence, silk, and audacity. Every syllable is like a snap of the fingers in the face of doubt, every line is a little manifesto of freedom: be whoever you want, wear whatever you want, and don't ask for permission. The world, of course, will whisper behind your back, but that only makes the beat louder, the gait more confident, and the look in your eyes say, “Yes, so what?”