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
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