Nth degree

To the nth degree I’m just trying to be me, establish my pedigree.
No social mathematics or lyrical efficacy will ever let you see the picture in HD
See I’ve had egg on my face thinking I was a world beater
Strived for la isla bonita while wondering what lies beneath the
Its all in the game, pit my wits against the strain
This work horse wants to lose his reins, and reign
For when I flow, even if you burst my bubble Ill still gain
See I measure angles in disdain and to nth degree
I will see double or triple because of the struggle to be


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