This is to the nay sayers
The ill wishers
Those that hope for your down fall
A one fingred salute followed by success
To those that only wished for your failure
The ones that hate to see you happy
Smile in your face as they scheme on ways to make you lose
If I knew then what I know now
I'd do it just a little bigger and a bit better
But I'm happy to say you never told me so
Thank you for betting against me
With out your ill will I'd never have the drive
And you know what I still wish em the best
I'm a mess
Cause I'd keep em at arms length
So they could know success vicariously through me
Call it flaunting if you must
But I earned every bit of it
