Yo, you started strong, on the right track,
Running the race, never looking back.
But who cut in, tryin’ to mess with your vibe?
Don’t let those false vibes kill your tribe.
A little yeast? That’s all it takes,
To funk up the bread and make it break!
Stay true, keep it real, no time for fakes!
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