Life Would Be Easier…

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Life would be easier, if I didn’t think I was so great.
If I didn’t see wealth, health and happiness in my future.
It’d be easier if I didn’t challenge thought and authority.
But how can I not?

You’re talking to someone who thinks
They’re on the same level and playing filed as the vets, legends and pioneers on day 1.
The only difference is, I seen their greatness but they haven’t seen mine.
I believe in my ability to be an unbelievable asset to any process.
I hate resistance but live for confrontation.
That’s why it’s difficult for me.

My inner being is rebellious and revolutionary.
I come in a package that’s easy on the eyes and my charisma and aura make some uncomfortable.
It may sound like I’m full of myself, but ask yourself this question.
Have you ever been so outspoken you’ve been asked to humble yourself?
Been denied an opportunity but still requested for help?

Have you made a mark someone has tried to diminish or erase?
Have you wanted compensation more than credit and still didn’t win that race?

I think I’m sexy AF and ahead of my time
My goal is to be remembered as one of this generations most brilliant minds
I find comfort in myself and don’t seek crowds for shine
So imagine how I come off to people that run 9 to 5’s?

Hell, if I don’t big up myself who will?
Not the people messaging or texting me to say “Yo, you killed!”

I’m just saying, tell someone that don’t know me
Tell one of your wealthy, always looking to invest homies
Tell someone I been at this consistently
Tell someone without some form of contingency

See that’s what it be
Oh, Cam might get scorching hot and forget about me
Fuck dude. He’s so smart he’ll figure it out
What I’ve learned is expect yourself to always hold you down

In this game of clout chasing to “put yourself on”
I was practicing in the gym before you put shoes on
Frustration made me diversify and feel a bit sour
I continue to work
Patiently waiting for my 10,000th hour

Yeah my budget is trash and I have no couch to crash on
I don’t have time to party and BS
And I don’t have a team of hungry cats
Or a relative who is that “On”

And I’m not under 25
But it’s a blessing to be alive
Because if life was easy for me
I would have quit trying May of 0-9

It’s the curse of knowing your not regular
And people seeing it with envy
It’s knowing your phone will ring more
Once the day comes that you been envisioning

I’m going to be the bad guy who didn’t help enough
I’m going to be the asshole who words were just too rough
I’ll be labeled as difficult and that dealing with me it tough

Life would be easier if I was like them…but then no one give a fuck.

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