On to better things
My neighbor heard my voice and told me I should sing
But Id rather make a band rapping than making memes.
I wont fantasize big rings and big things
Ill play my cards right thats all I really need
Always shooting hoops laughing and loyal
Big town school not cool not enjoyable
Road to college wasnt paved but affordable
Im on to better things I am gone Im not touchable
This poem is about:
Me