Earn It

In the past year I've realized I need to carry myself higher

To work bluecollar with peasants so I could be the Sire

I see now you have to work for respect rather than to expect it

You just have to practice when your enemy's are resting

Be grateful for what you have but never stop working for more blessings

 

I want to be a the top someday

In Fact I'm going to be at the top some day

But you still have to realize

To reach the presidenial suite you still need to stop in the lobby

When you work hard you don't work for anybody

It's going to hurt but it's just weakness leaving the body

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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