Résumé Lyrics

Hey, so

Why don't you tell me some things about yourself

Some of your passions or crafts and so on

Also, go over how you deal with rejection and or failure

Alright

I've been writing even since I was inside of the womb

I used my fucking volar pads so I could etch out my truth

You best believe was talking sweet even before I popped a tooth

I grabbed my umbilical cord at birth and strummed a fucking tune

For psychology, I learned from my familial relations

Gleaned from every apology and each frightful situation

Even came from college thinking it could be a future occupation

Whichever way God points the compass I'll walk in that direction

As for teaching

I caught my licks on two fucking continents

But you might be surprised how much I learned from teaching younger sis

Most of our lives are spent just paying lip service to patience

Never getting in the fucking trenches proving forbearance

And, yes, I'm calling out the parents

Ich kenne drei Sprachen aber ich brauche mehr Übung

Si buscas dominación, no olvides

Opfer Entspannung

I keep a couple skills real close to heart but tucked in my pocket

I'm like Pandora's box—a marvel

But wait till you unlock it

I also program

Got the basics and I got JavaScript

I have scores of things to learn

Afore they lay me in crypt

You'd have to bury me afore you could deprive me of pencil

The kind of picture that I'm drawing doesn't come with a stencil

As for ability taking rejection

And dealing with things that swerve their direction

I sip from the cup of capriciousness each day

Failure's simply a Sherpa on mountain

Defeat is no enemy

Only complacency

Know I the way of its public depiction

But laymen don't know it's a delicacy

I'm fucking ready for what's thrown at me