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Far from East


The Far East nation I am from

My mama, my papa, my ancestral race

 

Im told I am good

At math I am good

Algebra describes me

While basketball describes him

I am more than what I am told

Who told me I am math?

I am french fries and hockey

And all that other jazz

 

I take off this mask and prove that its me

Not just some math whiz that cant even see

Prove to all yall

I am unique

 

I am Far from East

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