Power
First you get the money then comes the power
It's like the growing of a rare flower
Every step is essential like building a tower
Loyalty and respect goes hand in hand
Without one you won't be able to stand
Its like the lay out of a land
You can't start foundation without sand
To gain power means to receive love and hate
It can skyrocket at an alarming rate
One would think this is they fate
Family would want to use you as bait
Being at the top doesn't always mean happiness
You create a mindset that you're the best
Not knowing that it could be a test
Copyright © Kevon Worrell | Year Posted 2019
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