You make sly ass comments,
thinking i don't hear.
But I hear all,
Ain't got no fuckin fear.
Babes you ain't got shit on me,
stole ya nigga you want em back.
Give no fucks about your rappin,
grim reaper decked in gold and black.
Im love wit my fans,
Love my haters to.
You wanna live ya life through me,
sorry wont let you.
Guess it was decide for me my fate,
people making decisions for me that shit I hate.
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Book Of Mine
PoetryBook of Mine is a series of poems derived from my experiences mentally, emotionally, and physically. Some poems are inspired by people in my life and others are derived from experiences. In this book I will also feature some poems purely from my own...
