Sometimes people
don't know how to take,
the works of art that I create.
I don't understand
how knowing who I am
causes the problems at hand.
They think that I am
living in a dream,
but there's truth behind what I say,
AND how they make me seem.
I can still say to the whole world
I know the meaning of C.R.E.A.M.
But cash rules nothing in my world,
I care less for the dollars
And all about the DREAM
But I wouldn't mind the paper
and I am flattered by the follows
Because not even evil is all that it seems.
Don't judge till it's you.
Not everything society demonizes
Should be demonized.
Just be a good person.