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You know
I delegate many things
And I never feel adequate
Impostor in action
My self esteem I decimate

Wish I could do it all, instead I pick the right people to do it
Their talent, my vision
Me, in a broken television
Courage and strength and wisdom

Give me a tap, give me just one reason
Give me a fact, tell me I'll break free, this prison
Hardest thing to skew my vision
Ingrained in me is I

I feel so free when I
Don't think about the shitty things I've done and realize
I got everything I wanted
I hit the jackpot

But when you achieve something you invent another slot to fulfill
Mine's never been to make my first mill
Note, the first, 'cause for sure there'll be more than one, still
'Cause I'm a warrior

I'm strong
Undefeated
In life I do belong
Let me get rid of some pain through the weight lifted
And when you dream know you're never wrong

These feelings I get are hard to ignore
Every few days it creeps up on me and it's so strong it can fold me to the floor
When I call in sick we both know that it's mental
Say what you will but don't say that I'm fragile
I can stand on my own two feet
When you've been broken you can't be weak

Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am I to judge?
Who am I?
No, who are you?
Who am I?
No, who are you?

Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am I to judge?
Who am I?
No, who are you?
Who am I?
No, who are you?

Walk in a straight line, you might feel like you've won
Balanced wisdom, nah, you don't give a bum
I meant a fuck, a fuck about a bum
In your own boxed shit, we never try to run

He can't eat, she can't sleep
She got no walls or roof
Let's all agree, that's not something that you choose
We can flex, addicted to the juice

Fuck the fame, don't give me no excuse
Take it, need it, I don't want it
Chronic, promise, honest, fuck it
I don't need to try

I know I don't wanna die
When I sing my throat be dry
When it breaks I say goodbye
Common, drama, mama, trauma

Blanca soy yo, pero I don't fit, señora
Cross my fingers, hope for mi vida entera
No choice either way, que no sea un dilema
What is right has never been so wrong

These are the facts, now try to enjoy the song
I'm not religious but I do believe in God
If it's too serious that it's fucking up your vibe
Press the space bar and get the fuck up

Put your coat on and get outside, smell the flowers, if there's any left on your block
Take your phone and throw it on the ground
Step on it, crush it to pieces, chalk-chalk

What is up, what is down
I don't care, got a crown
What you think, what you feel
Can you try, just be real?

It hurts but you got this
I feel you, I can't quit
They didn't fuck with me then
They won't fuck with me now

Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am I to judge?
Who am I?
No who are you?
Who am I?
No, who are you?

Try to make them feel like they might survive
But who the fuck am I to judge?
Who am I?
No, who are you?
Who am I?
No, who are you?