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Walk around Clifford the way I be stepping
You pump fake, nigga broke but he be flexing
Balling inside of my family tree
But for me it got better, that's natural selection
Secondary succession
Walked in, now I'm controlling the session

(Juoaquiim el creativo, el que no le gusta, somos enemigos)

Just imagine, I succeed
What would you think of me
What would you think
All the effort spent to "teach"
Surely means nothing
When you refuse to blink
Oh, but

You say you got feeling
Are you still breathing, baby
I would never judge
You over something
I could never do
Do you believe it
Or in anything at all
Damn, you sure look tall
Course that only means
There's farther left to fall

Away, and onto another day
Where your rabbit hole of succession
Is nothing more than second guessing
Me and my adversaries
We are never secondary
Please come and find me
I am here hiding
In an imposter syndrome vacancy

Maybe if I leave
They would follow me
Maybe if I dream small
Enough they would honor me
Time would tell again if I stay open
Maybe they would shower me in praise
And I could write for them only when
I have fallen low enough
To see if I'm being me
Do they even care
Or am I overthinking things
I know what I wana
Be and God I hope
They understand
The master plan, that
This is nothing more
Than what you see

You say you got feeling
Are you still breathing, baby
I would never judge
You over something
I could never do
Do you believe it
Or in anything at all
Damn, you sure look tall
Course that only means
There's farther left to fall

You say you got feeling
Are you still breathing, baby
I would never judge
You over something
I could never do
Do you believe it
Or in anything at all
Damn, you sure look tall
Course that only means
There's farther left to fall