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And it's always nails done, hair done, everything did
Not a problem, flex 2 time for my inner kid
Show 'em what I did
And where I go the time will show
When I move slow
Find myself checking off ticks of my list
No more on my back worried back what lacks
What doesn't define me, you and your worries
When you could mind your own
You could kiss my throne
You could go alone
Why would I chase you, never been number two
Wish nothing less
When it comes to you
Pray you find serenity, I
hope that you can someday free from the bullshit
Map your floor prints
Kiss trees for protection
Stand in intersections
Proud of your aggression
Proud to be too loud, too late
Why wait for someone to unlock your gate
Make a way
They could kiss your throne
You could go along
Why would I chase you, never been number two
Wish nothing less
When it comes to you