Real International Diva

Here, here are my lyrics. I will talk. Here are my characters. Here are my characters. I will talk
Real international diva, in Ibiza
Turned a possessor of knowledge from a believer
Life is a seesaw
I'm eating what I want to, as long as the leaves raw

Look at discrepancies, how I'm supposed to eat versus what they present to me
You think they resented me, cup noodles, tell me it's meant for me
Look at it centrally, eating essentially
One meal a day gets you living through centuries, and that's how I'm meant to be
All of my idols today, they struggle with entropy
I see my eventually
I'm letting the idols decay
I keep what I'm meant to keep
My song and key, wrong
I see the long to be
I know they ain't on to me

I know there ain't no international diva
Here in Ibiza
Turned straight to possessor of knowledge from a believer
I'm in a seesaw
What was I thinking? I'm knowing the leaves rock
I'm knowing the fruit fake
And I'm out of the disgrace

Where would you go if you had the choice
Use your voice
You want the Royce
Or that's just noise from off the toys
You're groomed to be consumer
And the doctor's patient here have a tumor
Let's get some shit clear from the blasted rumors
That ain't nothing to fear, that's just natural armor
The body defences, cause we actually harm her
What's here? Is that the karma

Real international diva
He in Ibiza
That's a long way from his birthplace, but he keeping his leader
Uh-huh
You know where my level at
You know where that bar set
You can't even measure that