READY
On to the next level like supermario
Stop yawning go get the pay face the oject like an arrow,
The soul is not dead the urge is still intent
The whole is not ready tell them we have good intent.
Brought down still i rise up like a dick ready to be swallowed up,
Pregnant with expectations some broad some dumb and hollow,
We aint giving up, staying put like a hardcore criminal,
Minimal stakes assuring yet success is a sure thing.
Rain us with blessings oh Lord, down with the opression
Surpussing our mental genius till they label us sarcastic
Dastic measures, cutting their influence till they cant measure
Dont extort my pleasures,
Pushing our efforts with no limits.
Man on a ledger, ready to drop down and open a new page filled with better!!
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