Intrinsically I’m bad. But I can’t be mad about it,
Striving for my best while besting others just to flaunt it
It’s haunting, I’m taunting just to get a leg up on the
competition but if I’m winning that means there’s someone losing, and I know that,
It’s no fun if everybody gets a trophy.
Others over me I’m over egotistic tendencies.
Happy as can be because they had someone to hold ‘em,
Valuable to me because the rule is just as golden.