naw i wasnt feelin this one to tough. it was to elementary, in terms of writing elements, to me. I was feeling a vibe of conceitedness from this piece. then u made a complete 180 with this: Trying to improve the conditions
Then soothe all the women
And it behooves you to listen

While I talk, not preach
Suck up the meaning like a leach
Though it's not my job to teach
How to raise your hands high and reach

For the stars
Realize it's not all about fancy cars

Or any other materialistic object
All that aint my style and I'm not subject
To any of it

that passage completely contradicts everything u said b4 that... and it seems more like an open mic than a poem to me. i got this feeling from the way u tried to use wordplay and metas.

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