Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,
Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence
About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins
Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god
But now i got a problem with that little white rock
3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving
Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go
Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though
Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin
Let her free from a misguided assumption
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll
I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool
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