One Poet's Mind...

2nd Part Of ((One Poets Mind)) Hope Yhu Guys Like It...

The struggle is real, I was born surrounded by poverty, poverty led to robberies, honestly thts wha bothers me. Cus children are raised in violence n often follow it, parentin skills diminished, truth hurts so hurry n swallow it. I see the world for wha it is n know its neva changin, Im feelin sorry for the children in this generation, growin up in a world thtll fill your heart wit hatred, ppl satan, obvious reason why jesus neva made it. The only thing guaranteed in life is a decent coffin, hard to focus, when money, power, n bitches we be lost in. I acknowledged the facts, n it brought all me back, now im ready at last, To formulate an attack. Im plottin my victory, while their plannin my injuries, I stay schemin continuously, much love to my enemies, they inspire me endlessly, pushed me to a higher dream, to proceed n defeat thier means.