Why are you making the judgement? I will make the decision
I’m the main in this field, put away your signs

Bust apart the iron chains that weakly tied me
They point fingers at me from far away, the hustle waiting for me

I’m not a docile cat but I’m a wolf
When I get hungry, I’ll silently swallow, I’m done

Correcting what’s wrong is not hiding but getting rid of things
Don’t you dare give me a score, what you need to do is begging me