Royalty
This is for everyone in the middle and low class
You know the ones that have to live with what we earn and not what we deserve for our work
Everything that we do goes to the kings and queens of wealth that don’t give a damn about us
All they see is a chance to fill their pockets with riches while our pockets are filled with the moths that fly away as soon as we open our wallets to have an attempt to get that new style that they have because we are that desperate
Some leaders we’re following
This is for the every prodigy that doesn’t get a chance to be recognized even though they have that one thing that goes viral either good or bad and that decision unfortunately was not in your hands
For the good I can say what a happy accident
For the bad I can say I’m sorry
But just know that your voices are heard
This is for the royal class people who looks at us like ants comparing how much we make
There will be a time where you fall
Will we help you up?
Most likely not
Will we push you?
It’ll most likely be you tripping over your own shoelaces because you didn’t have your butler tie them
Whatever the case welcome to reality
Your majesty
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