A pest to the rest, wanna arrest, get aggress’

I confess to be the best

With a rep of narcissess’, I’m never less

Funky fresh dressed to impress, I’m kissin breasts

Feelin so blessed

I’m cookin, wristin, guess who’s chef

Cleanest with a background from the mess

This real is hazardous, it’s pounding in the chest

Closer to the moon and nights, cuz I never sleep, don’t rest

I guess I may be stressed, but I suppress, then express with an artistic finesse

A skeptic with all believins

Just tearin apart the meanings

A rebel with all the reasons

Survivor through all the beatings

Imaginative with tweaking thinking

Lookin for the progress in the process

A pest when it comes to rest and the rest, I confess

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