The Reason I am Flawless
Flawless, Flawless, Flawless
Yes I am Flawless
All Conference Wrestler, yes I am Flawless
When you step on my mat, you should be cautious
Cause you step on my mat, I'll make you look like a novice
I'll suplex anyone all the way back to last years August
I'm breaking down veterans like they just got started
My workplace is the mat, I guess you can call that my office
In my weight class, I was the smallest
I climbed the Bracket, and defeated Goliath, the biggest and the tallest
But I stay humble and I stay modest
With confidence and a abundance of knowledge
And giving God praise, Is what makes me Flawless
By:DionTre Speller
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