Loving Myself
I am the flyest most handsome man you will ever see
And I’m not being cocky just confident, I just finally learned to be happy with who I am
I’m not perfect nor do I claim to be, but this new found love has just came to me
I never been the type to flaunt it, I was always the lowest bid on myself like an audit
So why should me loving myself be looked at so crazy?
Just cause you hate yourself you have to bring me down with you
Its like we both climbing the same wall you just don’t want me ahead of you
But baby my black skin is beautiful, and I can jump in a Cumbia, before you can uncross your eyes
Don’t hate me cause you ain’t me. You can’t even begin to realize the concept my mind can process
You tried to shoot me down but didn’t notice this invisible wall of charisma
I am the shining light at the end of the tunnel, baby I never fade away, And no you can't take this love away.
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