Life of Reality

Can't change who you are.
Can change who you become.
I want the millions and then sum.
This ain't no Willie-Lump-Lump.
Ain't tryna be no bum.
Spit that bull **** out on a napkin like sum bubblegum.
Leave that ass stankin.
Sip on the drank, and.
Next day do it again, Realities only began.
Like this morning when the birds sung.
David Daquan, mommy won! "Mommy won"!
Still reaching for the sun,
Reciting to the drums.
God is my bullet proof vest,
"Can't be taken down with a gun"!
" I walk like this cause I'm cold l like that"!
"Stand like tho cause I'm strong where I'm at"!
This ain't no pitty pat, 
Automatic homerun when I swing the bat.
Stay tryna sit fat.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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