Colin Kaepernick
Be one with the wind and float/
Soar high/
Burst through the mash potatoes clouds/
Feel the sun beam and rays/
I lungs this because I need it/
It's like food/
Time have taught me this/
It didn't come as money comes to thieves/
This is the type of thing that brings you to your knees but you succeed because you got a mental black belt degree/
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