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Me and you lead different lives, uh
You the type that gotta ask your type, uh
Call me Mr. Make my own decision
Just can't put myself in her position
Hoe or not, is she going to hold tradition, uh
A lot of yelling, cook a lot of fixings, yeah
Hair braided down, can you see my interest, yeah
All my shots good, like a game, we winning, uh
That should let you know where I come from
Real things be inside that you should never run from
It ain't cool, some die for a check
Probably leave you high and dry over that disrespect
On the balcony, just like the count of Monte Cristo steps
50-50 bout the revenge, but I got the check
A balance is amazing when it can stop a threat, like Jacopo speaking to Zatara
The name not the same, but I still can be your father
Teach you about this life through my personality's aura
If example's how you lead, then the king is bound to proceed
From my demonstration, king of the crown was bound upon me
Son alliteration, flesh of my flesh, son of my seed
Cycles generations, we the first AI copies of we
And a friend is way more than just someone you need
If you don't got a Jacobo to let you know when to breathe
Fuck around and blow your circuit from anger, envy, and greed
Unless, your awareness is key. Meditation, and self-belief