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Alex Alfaro, he outside, yeah he came through,
Tall skinny legend saying he already paid dues.
Side-part clean, but the attitude loose,
Every little problem got him yelling, “What’d I do?”

Why is it always me?
Why they always choosing me?
Bro, maybe it’s the way you move dramatically,
Victim mentality, VIP casualty.

He at Ascher looking stressed with a drink in his hand,
Talking like a villain but he barely got a plan.
Told one girl, “I thought I was gon’ hunt you down,”
Whole section quiet like, “Alex, calm down.”

Karolina walked by, he started acting brand new,
Cristian women got him praying in the venue.
Said he paid his dues, said he took his pain,
But he still complains when they don’t know his name.

Hair to the side like he running HR,
Built like a charger cord, reaching from far.
Says he’s misunderstood, says the world too cruel,
But bro says scary lines then plays it off cool.

Why is it always me?
Why they always choosing me?
Maybe stop whining in the middle of the scene,
Maybe stop flirting like a Netflix crime theme.

He said, “She might say no now, but later she’ll see,”
Nah bro, let it breathe, don’t beg, don’t plea.
Confidence quiet, pressure ain’t game,
Take the no clean, don’t ruin your name.

Alex at Ascher, dues already paid,
Still in the corner throwing emotional shade.
Tall skinny king with the side-combed sweep,
Whining all night but he swears he’s deep.

Hip hop, Singing-Rapping (Melodic Rap), Party, Upbeat, EDM, Groovy, Energetic