Cocky Guy
If I had a dollar
Every time I questioned my success
I'd be so broke
But still the best
At presenting my ideas
Expressing my thoughts
Speaking my truths
With everything I got
Which isn't much now
But with my know how
I'll launch off, pop off
Click, click, bl-ow
I have the speed of creativity
Brain vindictively
Thinking to out do the last ministry
And complexity it came up with
This is to easy
No one can touch this
Hammer time
On my grind
To find
New rhymes
Too sublime
Combined
In a way only thinkable
In my mind
All these bars
And some chocolate
You can dine
With some time
They'll make me rich
But even then I won't quit
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