This is Narcissism by Alex Sawyer Lyrics

Born best of the British Brothers
I kill others
I’m back, I make a peep and get your attention
I feel the tension
These are my girls
These are my guns
I'm Don Juan deMarco
They go where I go
They know I made this cos I’m the greatest
And haters they can’t degrade us
Their fate is to contemplate
Why their records ain’t hit the radars
I'm 'bout to get riled again
Bout to run a mile a min
Ladies, fellas filing in and
Wanting Alex. Eyeing him
I’m blessing you by being back, body begging to bop
Your stressing is messing, address him
Your king at the top