Now normally I'm not one to criticize but those who use what I say against me may die
You *****, you low down hypocrite you were the one who encouraged me to pick up my pen again and make words and rhymes blend, now every time I have emotions and put them to the page you get enraged when I ask for feedback you act like every single time I spill ink you think I'm writing about you **** no you're not worth the brain space but I can tell you in this place this poem is about you I doubt you can understand why it hurts pouring these words from my pen and hand because you got me off of my self imposed island you warmed up the cold heart of BRANDON but now that voice in the back of his head Nero has to rise from the dead and blast ya *** I hoped and prayed that it wouldn't be you of all people I have to lyrically slay but it's like **** with Dre day and everybody's celebrating now I'm gonna release all that dirt like I'm ******* my ego is deflating my rage inflating I'm thru with your *** you keep degrading me every time I come to you vulnerable I get stabbed in the back **** that you can eat my asscrack before I even think about inboxing you back