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Damn there's a lot of narcissists up in this bitch Lying, hating, fiending for clout like it'll make 'em rich Not like i'm without flaws though i'm pretty fucking blunt And if being an asshole is what makes me be shunned, that's aight 'Cause i know it ain't much, but it's honest work Since a cunt is at least up front I can be the black widow next to your war machine, you know what i mean New day different shit, he said she said who done it Fight smart to keep fighting always more drama needing of righting Excuse me while i bite my tongue, on my walls i'm seeing writing Always another fanclub giving lodgings, rent free slighting And we both know that you're as much god complex as i'm a fucking victim Fakeass brethren just jealous of greener pastures, fuck 'em In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it They see the merit, not the responsibility, they want the credit without accountability Its such a sight to see, I used the dirt thrown on me, to grow a garden thats blossomed beautifully The hate from the snakes was good for the roots, shade from all angles, with water that pollutes Grew a flower better than what was here before, a soldier in a garden but still ready for war, my will was prevalent, to build a settlement For all those feeling lost, hopeless and irrelevant, fighting to make sure no one suffers, just can't let our emotions expose others I'm "HIM" and that means something to them , not to me, thats what they don’t comprehend As they full send what might deter other men, but I dont have to pretend when I write with my pen Ya some amateurs with some witty metaphors, I'm an AI ambassador actually kicking down doors For the weary traveler and the masses washing up on shore Wielding Excalibur to show 'em this art can mean alot more Ya rather be respected than respectable, so you end up neglected and forgettable Writin' bars like sermons but won't practice what you preach, be a decent fucking person, now thats a bar you can’t reach Fuck 'em I can be the black widow next to your war machine, you know what i mean New day different shit, he said she said who done it Fight smart to keep fighting always more drama needing of righting Excuse me while i bite my tongue, on my walls i'm seeing writing Always another fanclub giving lodgings, rent free slighting And we both know that you're as much god complex as i'm a fucking victim Fakeass brethren just jealous of greener pastures, fuck 'em