Blessed are the fools
who remember read ink.
Fooled are the blessed
who critically think.

Kaydee.

Take the pieces that remain,
I'm leaving them to you.
Use them wisely,
learn the game.
You're now on level two.

You cannot change
what others do.
So what will be, will be.
Remember this.
It won't be long.
You're now on level three.

No need for riches,
don't care you're poor.
Quit the race,
you need no more.
You're now on level four.

Organically dying,
body is old.
Your spirit is flying,
you feel alive.
You're now on level five.

Fragile, yet, unbreakable.
Rattled, but, unshakable.

Taking the **** and I'm dealing with it.
Taking these hits 'cause I'm feeling with it.

Out of my mind, but I'm cool with it.
I still walk a straight line, I don't fool with it.

Tired, but I still stay woke.
Fired up; what a ******* joke.

Still respectful, I don't hope you choke..
I'll just let you make someone else go broke.

Anyway, back to the point.
I'm doing fine, want a hit of this joint?

I'm ******* funny, I'm free, wouldn't you like to be me?
Just kidding. I'm humble, trapped, and you don't wanna be me.

It doesn't matter what anybody else believes.
The only one that can judge Me, is Me.

Me, me,
Me, me, me, me,

One lesson you taught me,
Is to care about me, me, me, me.

Thank you, really.
I hope that you agree.

I'll never again forget,
That I, am Queen Bee.