I got my own battles to fight
Than to worry about your flight
Nothing set me back it was all written and a test
We achieve the best
By being the one that stands out from the rest
Now I have a battle that needs to be fought
I got my stuff to sort
Live your life don't worry about me
I got God and His beautiful Angels by my side at all times so let it be
Your dirty looks make you look like cr*p
So don't fall into that demonic trap
Spread the sunnah and keep those smiles
They'll take you forward by miles
Not backwards toward a flame of doom
All that negative energy that you consume
Is bringing you to your demonic loom