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Not everyone wants to be a statistic

I aim to be an outlier, something different

Our circumstances don’t always define us

At least we don’t have to let them

Do

Whatever you want

I’m capable and so are you

Move out of your spot

Move out of your city

Sometimes our connections

Are kind of shitty

Do whatever you want

I’m doing what I please

My bass used to shake the floor

Now it breaks knees

It moves whatever it wants to please

My speaker doesn’t crackle anymore

So producers added it to the track

I lived in the present

And found myself resentful

Like black paint splattered on all white clothing

You should spread love not war

You don’t need to have kids

To have a reason to live

You’re somebody's kid

So if you want to jump you should sit

Some of us, are more lucky than others

Or more fortunate

“A hoe is going to be a hoe”

And I’ll still be listening to Mobb Deep

I don’t want you to try to turn me on

I’ll just ride my ride and be whatever I’m on

Sometimes I’d rather not know what I’m on

Sometimes I’d rather know that I belong

Fortunate

Okay. Okay?

We played more than once

You’re easier to forget

Now that we’ve played.