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I'm not just what you think of me.
I'm not just full of struts and steps, but what I am full of is hands that help.
So my palms push pyramids, yes my palms push pyramids,
By building upon the foundation that my founders laid.

I build homes, I build ways, I build dreams.
I come equipped with the tools to help build you up.
When I throw up the pyramid, I give you 3 sides of me.
Mind, Body,Soul, and I never give it scarcely.

I have nothing against this woman, she just made her own choice.
She choice her way, I chose mine,
Delta was my voice.

She when I look at you, I see myself,
And if I can not see you as my sister, then blurred is my vision,
Because we both have the same mission,
Just different vehicles driven.