I’m Feelin the pressure, but I’m able to use any measures/ to keep from breaking apart/ Just so you know this crucial foundation was planted in me from the start/ since my childhood Love and profound intellect are the two seeds that my mother would never neglect/ even when storms arose, the sun peeked through and never let them affect/ the righteousness in my actions and the positivism in my thoughts/ Mama was the only soldier who stared ignorance in the face and fought/ Even though hunger to belong put shame on her face/ In front of me, being part of an exploiting society, was a disgrace/ See, I was the missing link between her independence and success/ because I would be the reason why she would stand on the highest crest/ and laugh at the world because her pride was never even cracked/ How she dealt with situations won her contempt, but she remained intact/ Her beauty ever so priceless could never diminish/ the hairs on my head aren’t enough to tell her story from start to finish/ the courage, hard work, and strength that my mother possesses can rival any hero’s/ that’s why her goal was to make me a perfect 10 and never a zero/ So now I carry on her torch, touching who ever I encounter with my light/ Inspiring people to laugh, learn, grow and most of all to love life/ But some mugg me and whisper curses so that I will fail/ They hate to see how their perceived strength next to mine looks so frail/ So in order to break me, they try to befriend me and like worms eat away at every component that will help me grow/ But from far away I can see their feigned interest and shun it before they even know/ They see My hands so small and soft produce works of art so great and radiating/ They feel its depth and beauty quickly penetrating/ For this reason I can only be greatly loved or greatly hated/ but even this truth can not cause my self love to be debated/ I pray to the Lord so that he will save me from evil intentions/ so that I can repel harmful energy and make connections of only love and affection/ People say that I have a look in my eye that makes success proliferate/ That’s how they know that I embark on my quest early while everybody else is late/ See, I don’t quantify my gains I judge them by how much they accomplish that’s what experience has taught me/ And until this is realized, severed wings will never heal, and in turn you will never be free.