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Some say that I got an ego
Who me
But they really don't know me though
Don't say that I got an ego
But they really don't know me though

At war with the curse of vanity
Threatening extension, born of my personality
Balancing talents adorned with a verbal tapestry
Traveling the planet armed with the forces after me
Naturally, it's a common consensus
Since I be so def that I be seen as pretentious
That my ego tremendous
Sometimes get the best of me
Tough times when your rhymes stick to minds like telepathy
I transcend it with empathy and a sense of astonishment
At the depth and complexity of existence acknowledging all of it
It ain't modest when we fishing for compliments for the smallest accomplishment
Itching for recognition got you weighing what you're missing
Playing your position creating competition
You turn a friend to a foe feel like everybody lifting
But you staying below victim of the ego
The shadow within us schizophrenically led us to fits of jealousy
Get us to drop guap we don't got for a thick gold link
So we can walk around the block like our shit don't stink ya heard

Some say that I got an ego
Who me
But they really don't know me though
Don't say that I got an ego
But they really don't know me though

I try staying aware of it
I'm conceited and proud and that's just the way of Americans
I need to be loud repeat and tweet like a parrot
And get completely surrounded by those who feeding my arrogance
I'm making sweeping comparisons and to keep from embarrassment
I reject any evidence that competes with my narrative
But I kept an imperative to consider that possibly
We get off being triggered by those with different philosophies
In the name of religion we've committed atrocities
Enslaved in a imprisoned those who don't share our mythologies
Now a nation of Karens with overbearing entitlement
Complaining and swearing they own the air and environment
See we can't be right unless someone is wrong
We need something to fight so we can feel like we're strong
Someone gotta have less to make us feel we got more
Can't feel like we're rich without another who's poor
That's the core, the ego the shadow within us
That go to battle and war convinced they rally against us
Keeping tally and score of every thorn that had pricked us
Schizophrenically torn between form and the witness, bitches

Some say that I got an ego
Who me
But they really don't know me though
Don't say that I got an ego
But they really don't know me though

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