Who are you?
All you do is beat beat beat my identity
What’s cold is a gold mine
I had to dig deeper just to find what’s mine
The true gold you could not define
I was the only diamond you could not refine
You couldn’t reach me and so you couldn’t teach me
All your ways
So you’d beat me
With that red ink on my test papers
Emphasised circles on every mistake
Red tape on my future plans
Report cards be the death of a creative man
Closed doors for the art class
True art is out there but you need a hall pass
So it’s hidden from the side of those…
Who understand it most so we know it as ghost
Charts on the walls with numbers made it all worse
They was missing a formula to reverse the curse
Self esteem went from nine to zero
Subtracted by you becoming broken heroes
Giving way to the strong to make fun of the weak
Those action figures are puppets unaware of defeat
All you do is beat beat beat my identity
What’s cold is a gold mine
I had to dig deeper just to find what’s mine
The true gold you could not define
I was the only diamond you could not refine
You couldn’t reach me and so you couldn’t teach me
All your ways
So you’d beat me
With that red ink on my test papers
Emphasised circles on every mistake
Red tape on my future plans
Report cards be the death of a creative man
Closed doors for the art class
True art is out there but you need a hall pass
So it’s hidden from the side of those…
Who understand it most so we know it as ghost
Charts on the walls with numbers made it all worse
They was missing a formula to reverse the curse
Self esteem went from nine to zero
Subtracted by you becoming broken heroes
Giving way to the strong to make fun of the weak
Those action figures are puppets unaware of defeat
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