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Push the pace, my own worst enemy

No emotions, you can hold the empathy

This the part, where you make it to the pinnacle

It falls through in the end, frankly typical

Crunch numbers, well versed in the calculations

If I crash, they the first to say congratulations

Ain't Rollin in the phantom, but I'm doin fine

We can do this in the tanks, or the suit and tie

Been in my zone, for a bit now

Step up to me, make em sit down

Quickly losin patience, holdin my composure

Keep my words clean, the message kinda vulgar