By Abpoetry
Been through, awhole lot of shit,
I'm weak ? Bitch you wish,
I've been to , mental hospitals and the forbiddens,
I've made a , whole lot of enemies,
That made themselves,
I've seen too many , fake tough cunts
fuckin themselves,
I've seen people go back on their word about destroying me,
Too many names to count I've been called,
In distant memory,
Fake,
That word gets thrown around loosely,
A bunch of roaches and cockroaches they swarm all around me, I'm just a butterfly and this matrix thats flying toward springs,
People wanted to use violence just to harm me because I'm five six and because I'm a little guy and because they think I'm an easy target in this universe of ours,
I'm the one that's going to chisel off these stupid mini scars,
I only get stronger with time, I win in this part,
Out of all that I've suffered in my years this is where I win,
And for those who oppose me will pay for all those lovely sins,
Composure doesn't exist,
Getting stronger every month , I'm here watching your end.
