You try and hurt me, and you want to see me down.

That’s not my thing, and I like to reign…

I fly high; I am happy in my own right, and I own myself.

I proclaim my soul, and I hold my crown.

This is my movie, not yours.

You judge me, and that’s like an oxymoron.

You do not even know what I am about!

But you think that you do.

Get a clue. I’m cool, and my spirt vibes high.

It’d be a lie, to say I ever wish negatively, as you do, unjustly, on me…

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