Who am I to be labeled as perfect &
Who am I to try & label that person?
I find your worthiness a surely contest for narcissistic complex
Placing your pride against me cuz you insist to feed your ego
Simply, I feel for people feeble to the healthy knowledge of self
They caught up trynna get wealth
Whereas I’m living in stealth
My motivation is seeing destiny’s new perspective
Become effective with effort
Paint perfect pictures of wonder &
Who are you to judge my imperfections &
Who are you to think I’m disconnected?
Lack of conscience may embrace the problem
I’m just a product from the proper process
You judge me like an option
I take precaution then filter the toxins
I’m one of many from the land of the lift offs
I been took off
While y’all out contemplating ways to get off
I listen to the…
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