Bars of wisdom

I was

I was your greatest fan overall. I used to print out all of your pictures and posters to be hung on my wall

buying all your albums and listening to your songs with the high volume of the stereo

watching all your videos, hearing your name in the radio until I heard that youll be visiting in my barrio

for every time that i start my day, i used to play your songs on my playlist

relating every thing i do to my everyday life with your lyrics

and with music, i try to run away without actually running away from somewhere

im running away with my dreams and thoughts because of the voices i always hear

and months after, i never thought i will be seeing you live on your show

and after the show, i went backstage just to let you know

sir, im your greatest fan, and that's why i wanted to shake your hand

i just want to say that youre the man, because in every thing you can

and there was a chance to sit next to you on the bus and i asked for an autograph

i'd let you read my draft poems and asked advice because i'm inspired to rap

just like you, inspiring other people the way you have inspired me

I was not expecting compliments, but why do you need to be offhand for my works?

I went home, i felt it too bad and i wont ever forget, i marked your words

and years later i was writing qoutes and lines for the motivation of my own

until i found the tribune to be read all of my songs and all of my poems

and now i am just like you, being heard in every radio and grandstand

but im not just like you, because unlike you i will never diss a fan

i cant help it, thinking all the time if i really made a mistake

or is it you not to want me to succeed in life because your fame is at stake

you just laughed at what i feel, but still i respect you because what you say was always real

and then i ripped all your pictures off my wall and burned them on the yard

but at the backdoor i was still thinking what'd you do this for?

i was your biggest fan, but you never do understand