Be Real Be Real
It's like I'm noticed for what I have done,
in my ominous past,
playin' every chick like free throws off the glass,
and what I did was stupid,
no doubt it was more than dumb,
but to many people don't see me,
from where I'm really from,
They just judge me from the image they see
that's all in the front,
so I'm not perfect
so I've f***ed up
but I'm hoping for the better now
an still attempting to start new
and take this weather out
this storm hits me like a thousand words
harder than ever from all the s*** you heard
I try not to judge or even say s***
but rumors start up like fires in the forest
an i just wana leave an forget it all
maybe comeback brand new standing tal
I just need you to believe every word I say
I'm done f***in' around this f***in' rain
[The aftermath of this poem felt good, just expressin' what's inside]