My first poem

I don't pretend to be a g

Bustin' slugs and sellin' drugs

I'm just tryna get a hug from a chill honey

But no one fucks with a homie

Who ain't gotta lotta money

I save my change in a jar

so that one day when I'm a superstar

spittin' bars, drivin' sportscars

I can say I didn't change my ways

Livin' out these days in a cycle

Being a disciple of Nas and Biggie

When all my peers are listenin' to Drake and Iggy

I'm into different shit

Spreading knowledge when I spit

I looked in the mirror and said "you're never gonna quit".

This poem is about: 
Me

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