How do you know who I am, did someone tell you?
Do you sit here day by day, hurting like I do?
Do you do exactly what I do?
Who are you? You are not me, so why do you continue to try to be me?
My minds infrastruture, is far beyond the natural ablities of a natural being
So how is it that you feel that you can step to me, and think you can be me?
I am a writer, a singer, a dancer, a king, I am your fathers son, who are you and what do you want from me?
I know my game is tight, I act right in life, I am a good person, I was picked on as a little child because of the goodness in my heart by you
and now you want to be me, what`s up with that, who are you, (Ha) You could not even touch me if you wanted too, and now you wanna try to be me, you couldn`t do that because in Truth, I see you as not being a real man. Get out of my way you evil creature, I`m done
