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Happier than what I thought I’d be
Kissed the devil on his mouth
He stole a part of me
Died a couple times
And lived a lot of lives
So I learn from my wrongs and then I did my rights
How you gon’ say what I’m supposed to should be?
You don’t know shit boy, respectfully

When I create, I need my space, I liberate
My time and place, I had to move, to make that change

Mmm lord knows I had to fight
Knocked on the preachers door, give me that light
Walked in the dark looking for sign
It was me all along
Yeah bitch I’m qualified, bitch I’m qualified, bitch I’m qualified