Note To Self

Your a damn Monster Got too much to offer Forget a screw up Your gonna move up n conquer Your smarter,  stronger and work harder Than anybody that has ever walked the Earth, worth way too much to your team For them to respond to a trade offer Your a flat out winner Who's value can't be measured You can weather whatever storm Mother nature sends ya Anytime they test ya You pass with flying colors You understand things That cant be described to others Your the truth, And anoybody that trys To tell you any different Cant provide the proof You got absolutely Nothin to prove to no one If they think you do Just refuse to show em Your the destroyer of doubt The employer of clout The mother****** man That performs when it counts It's your world, everyone else just living in it & you let them do it rent free, they should feel indebted If the they feel any different, you should be offended Your John Conde The man the myth the legend You dont need a reputation A reputation needs you to gain acceptance