The Richest Poverty

Too conscious to get it out

Not going under cause I’ll never get out

My cousin knows a lot about this shit

But I won’t do it

cause of expectations

Expectations which I bow down to

I subside to

Expectations make the world go round

Why don’t I @ you

Don’t @ me

I’ll come at you

I’m done with these expectations

So quit it with them, you fat you

Get out of my head I want to relax 

Who cares if it is

Or is done

Or is facts, true

Does it matter only if it makes others lives better

Well this work is only going toward myself

so where’s the butter 

This school is devil

Grows long thorny horns

I love my friends

But sometimes let me mourn

I try to mind rap

Rap minds my cold sores

Tries to heal and figure out

Configuring scores

I think I have some

Otherwise life is just bores

Give me life

A new mindset

What’s it like to be poor?

Limited

Is my everything

Is my knowledge

Basically I know nothing

The Lord is my gateway to understanding a few things

For he knows everything

I am selfish

He’s so giving

Help me

I am helpless in the core

Selfie

The way I judged myself before

Healthy

Wanna be but over time no more

Who cares?

I don’t roll my body on the floor

Bodies

We all got one can’t think of any different one

Ungrateful

I have so much more than a full plateful

Hateful

I’m profane cooked propane and I’m late for

The savior

He is always there but I avoid him like a hater

So again help me 

How do I stay faithful

Help me

To want to give my full plateful

Help me

To understand his ways and

Embrace him

I love you Lord

Help to increase my faith

I’m poor