Sunday music #6

Those who mind, don't matter

Those who matter, don't mind

If you don't catch what I'm throwing then I leave you behind

Don't need a flash

And I am leaving like that

They talk that

Blah blah that la la, that rah rah sh

Go with the punches, and take the hits

Sometimes I mess up, I eff up, I swing and miss

But it's okay, I'm cool with this

You haven't seen the best of me

I'm still working on my masterpiece

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