My philosophy
Most of my life has been lived by the philosophy of hate the fake but love the real. Do whatever I gotta do to make ends meet on these bills and give my empty stomach a warm meal
Where as I see glorified others live lives full if luxury and relaxation. I lost too many peers themselves killed trying to copy these falsified gangster imitations.
Peers who where giving the opportunitys but chose to ignore them cause they hadn't been presented in the luxurious style that they had imagined so they then turn to trappen.
Becoming victems of there own dark temptations.
There ignorance to those who didn't want to but had to pursue a street education, becomes one of there biggest limitations, in there pursuit of these delude false sensations.
The impatience.
The impatience being the real.
The money isn't coming fast enough for them so, so many will put their lives on the line only to end up needlessy killed and that's the real.
It's self preservation thats on the line.
We may be fighting the same fight but you'll still catch me trying to rob you despite me knowing that your hands, could be as empty as mine.
And that's just a result of all the dark inner ambitions has been accumulated through years of watching my own talk a big game but see them live everyday being the same.
Watching as they become living embodiments of hypocrisy because they chose to follow leaders who led them to mediocrity and that's why you see me make hate the fake but love the real my life philosophy.
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