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Okay, listen my dear peasants, I mean my peers
My voice is merely the link between the truth and your ears
They ask me who do I think I am?
"Caesar's got a God complex"
Nah, it's God that got a me complex
I am the, yeah
I am the talk of the town, the world
Everything I see I own except for my girl
Yeah, I got money, power and love
All of the above, but I want more
I need the wine to pour the bombs and soar
I praise the Lord for giving me all that he could afford
But I want more, like a sith lord
Yeah, I'm like Vader, slaying my haters
Pompey, I got your praying, I got your girl and your dreams
I got millions of streams, money streaming in
And this is only the beginning
Nothing can stop this winning
I am the definition of resolute
I only deal in absolutes
I speak the truth and define it as I go
No one dares to undermine me
They all know
They say "yes Sire" and give me the roman salute
Have you seen this suit?
Gold all over my shoulder
Just met with Cleo I told her
That she was my only one, of course I lied
She said so too, but of course I denied
See it's lonely to top
So I need everything there is to make my thoughts stop
Always hungry, always in thirst
Not the last of my kind, but certainly the first
Yeah, I am a deeply closeted gay man
I hide my true self from the public like my eyes behind some Ray-Bans
What more I gotta say, man? What for is the day, man?
Cease it, squeeze the juice out of every fruit
Carpe Diem, and ayo Cleo
I'm sorry baby, please check your DMs
We're getting nearer the end
And I got more on my chest that I gotta adress
I hear all this talk about the means to my ends
Understand that I'm utilitarian
I make amends with who I am
You can't take money to the grave
But you can't take no friends either
So I'll die satisfied knowing I was a leader