Aoc's Grand Plan - In Alexandria's Own Words

What does it matter if I get it wrong The media still loves me as I gallop along, I cause such big waves, more than the sea A masterful stroke as they all look to me. I’m a creature of spin a natural disruptor, A wily young fox, a dangerous raptor. Step in my path and you’ll wish you weren’t born, Battered and bruised, sorely forlorn. They say I’m still green, a flash in the pan Clearly all missing my brilliant game plan. Wait a few years cause lots of noise Mask my ambition with feminine poise; Gather my fans, make them a force, Have them promote me until they are hoarse, Then all at once as if pre-ordained Challenge the leadership and leave them bloodstained. Not a surprise I’ll be the one standing Now the top job clearly demanding. So stick around, follow my thread, Swallow the fact that by me you’ll be led.