King

Are you on top of world or is the world on top,

imaginations can be creations as long as they don't stop,

some people you might have to block,

to keep your dream on lock,

a visonary  is a missionary on their way to the top,  

Being the cream of the crop,

You're going to hear a lot of lies and a lot of slander,

No one can destroy the empire of the building you done hammered

You control your own destiny in every situation and every manner,

everyone should have their own  goals and own standards,

no one can tell you you're not good enough for something you believe in,

because the devil always trying to find a way from keeping you from achieving,  

stand strong through it all because the odds are not even,

 because God has got a way that his purpose of keep you breathing,

sometimes we are hurt from the lies and all the pain,

but a strong mind and strong spirit can dry up all the rain,

hold ya head up son take ya loses as a gain,

because the plan might fail but the goal never change

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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