We’ll cut an album right,
And if these critics want a fight, I'll fight.
Even though I've got my hands tied tight,
It makes wrist so itchy and it's hard to write.
And I know my alphabets.
I said all the right words but I still have regrets,
These scarlet letters, man,
Have ambiguous accomplishments achieving anthems
So I said...

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