Real People
I like taking people out of their element,
seeing how they click.
Seeing if they’re that solid gold person,
or a strait up dick.
Although some people seem nice at first,
then they turn into prick.
I have to get to know the real them,
if I have to I’ll use a trick.
I can only handle real people,
fake people make me sick.
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