He never was one to be vocal

Dubbed as the "quiet child"

Really he's a wild child

So much to say but it's hard to be social

Once despised and ingnored

He now leads the top Billboards

He's made it big so now old aquaintences claim they now him

Shouldn't that be a cardinal sin?

They say it's lonely at the top

Well, We all just want the fakeness to stop

But watch as he rules the world

I hope you regret the way you once mocked him

Locked in your room crying becuase you missed out

Truth be told your past bitterness covers you with a dark clout

He wants to hit you with a hard right clout as he reminisses on the mocking

But he just lets his Success do the talking...