All these rappers they’re hurtin’
But y’all interested when they hatin’
Witt Lowry got a beef on Eminem
That’s when you listen thinking it’s all for fame
Lemme clean my heart hang it on the line
Fake friendships toxic voices in my head I’m not fine
You make coupla dollars start balling
You buy new wheel you start rolling
Push away yo homies
Not caring to make enemies
You gotta tear that wall down
Or you gonna be the same old story in town
Yeah yeah these rappers be warning
But y’all pay attention when the fame is growing
They say rap makes no sense
Yet it’s poetry I guess
Now listen
It’s hard to convince the poor that money can’t buy happiness
After all it’s everything that everybody is looking for fullness
It’s hard to know what you feeling if I can’t fit in your shoe
No I can’t put on yours I got mine too
We all characters of the same book
Just in different pages maybe on hook
You never know who makes it to the end first
Appreciate your present give it your best if it’s must
Y’all busy trying to make for a better tomorrow
Tomorrow is never here forego your sorrow
When you gonna live this life
Slow down and enjoy life
Run while you still can
Play while it’s still fun
But remember you live fast
You die young
©️Merlthepoet
