simply understanding
me understanding different ways of life,trying to be excited,enlighted but being put down for different entirement,im good,its whatever,its me who wants to be clever theres no pity in my party,no invitations,no sorrys,cause i have no worries,no time to be in a hurry,you understand, you get it,im not carein,just wasting breath and you not sharin,i got plans and ideas,something will launch in my appeal,these words,this pencil, is putting in work,who told you to look,it seems you've shook,i smile at your anger and move away in motions,i rub my hands of completment as if i had lotion,im done its over,my time to rise,no judges,no sweets,its time to change the beat.
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