shout out to all the people who imagined me lower than where im at/
and to those pushin me higher than all that/
all meaning all others/
even the women that turned into distant lovers/
when you talented and black a good girl is hard to find/
im open for anything but half the world run around blind/
seperate the real from the fake cuz the people who try to down you/
may be the same ones tryin to crown you/
ima say this once fear me if you near me/
and listen if you hear me/
define greatness and i bet no one says the same/
the closest to my level is the line under my name/
yes that per form dnt you love how my mind performs/
rain, snow, tornadoes, and hurricanes is the only time i brainstorm/
gimmie a pat on the back for this like when babies burp/
these girls think we makin love but my digestive system covered in purp/
my manager say a lil too much consumption/
but when i spit its like a volcanic eruption/
let me write the meaning of that illusion/
think about it for a min (pause) excuse me for the confusion/
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