I’m not a star
I’m raising the bar
I don’t even have a car
But I can only go so far

Changing a lane is no works bulk
It’s just that I don’t wish to be a wondering bark
Since light is denied
Bring me torch to allow sight
Brightness remained
Without a trace
I’ve no lace
Neither a face to appear
Before briefcase
Just close the gap
Make sure you don’t leave me no pace
To run through your lane
I don’t wish to make you lame
Before these friends of yours full of shame seeing into the shoes of fame.