The summary
• Written by Mukrat
I'm a forgotten breed, survived genocide
Despised for pulling aside out of the lead
Used to claim I knew the right way, I lied
I've let my envy overwhelm my pride
But to get back up I'll steadily climb
Get the guts to leave behind the life line
Cuz now I'm on one a ball like Wilson
So this time if I fall I'll bounce back forgitten
The feel of the ground, rising past the clouds
Though I'll be looking down, I'm not here to compete
People seem so crooked now but play it off so discrete
So I'll go ahead and stay in my lane at my own pace
Pass me if you need, spitting your exhaust fumes of hate
I'll say it was written in the ruins of fate
And when I get served, I'll be back for a second plate
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Mukrat
Member since September 18 2014