By Arcassin Burnham

A lot of hardships,
But I had to sail them out,
°°°°Get it°°°°
I'm not the one to be tampered with,
Oh did I forget to mention,
Took a piece of mind,
I had to mold them,
I need my respect and I told them,
I wish rhymesmith would stop liking all my poems,
Pretending like everything is golden,
Same goes for everyone else I don't like,
The perfect *******,
Just as same as you're all dikes,
Which melz should already know,
That I don't play around with fake people,
It goes to show,
How real I am,
I remain the same,
And I will stay the same,
I'll keep shinning like its Instagram,
So its hardly your decision,
To ever judge my life,
And if you do,
Hell has no fury like a kid that came from the dirt,
But somehow fertilized.