Even as a kid
I dreamed of living as a king Draped in gold like the prince of Cairo Things are much different now My mind works like gyros I picture wealth even with my eyes closed Everyday life is a constant struggle I remain in touch with myself even harden my bubble I try to stay solid and stay out of trouble Monopolizing opportunities Strengthen my small family unity Its not everyday you see Somebody come up even with a degree Hustles are just hustles Small positions with no muscle Tryna fit in or win Always a tough tustle When you first start to learn You can't always see the picture in the puzzle First they always hate you Then begin to slowly love you Best revenge To yourself always stay true Til I'm draped in gold Ima keep my feet plated And eyes on the road....