I know u call it pride that I walk as though i were a bride
And arrogance that I refuse to partake in your ignorance
i know you're puzzled at my joy
Somehow my confidence offends you,
it embarasses you when i speak sometimes strange ways,
And u keep starring because you can’t believe who u see
the person you know died in the past
now i have a father who makes gold as dust
my father reigns, his blood runs through ma veins
He knows the number strands that make up my hair; i am indeed a pampered heir
Let it not be a wonder that i do in seconds
What you'd ponder about till the world ends
In case you didn't hear
My father owns the skies and all the birds in the air
His words give hearing to the deaf ear, makes sicknesses disappear
and demons flee in fear
so the reason i walk shoulders high
with my nose in the sky
Is that I know who I am:
I am the child of a king
Whose name is I AM
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