When you look at me what do you see
I can guess
A dude that packs a glock
That stays cocked
Ready to pop
NOT
I’m a regular dude
Not a fool
Educated
Still hated
People think I steel and rob
Your hate needs to stop
I don’t have a gun
You don’t need to run
I don’t have a son
By 8 different ladies
No raisin 8 different babies
So no reason to even hate me
I just want to buy a book of some sort
To increase my vocab
No rehab
Not a crack attic
Not a drug dealer
Not a chronic stealer
I’m smart
Educated
Still hated
Poetical MC
Not flashy and addicted to money
When you look at me what do you see