I am
Got mothers cryin'
They worried 'bout the world and how it's slowly dyin'
They test me but I'm still tryin'
Tires flat but I'm still ridin'
I speak the truth there's no lyin'
The world's big I defeat the giant
Be mad at the world cause I'm testifying
Cause with one wing I'm still flying
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