***Know this first...I planned on Writing a sweet loving and romantic poem, I felt good about it, and then....
Shit hit the fan..and reality set in...
and I knew exactly where to begin ....
so sorry, I dont sugar coat shit and all my writings are about real life, some real struggles, real love and the only way I know to write is drawn outward from within and it's real life. Mostly my experiences and some close to home. So here goes....

Reality...
shit, my reality is a fatality.
Shits been real for a minute..
here today,
gone in an instant.
Players in this game of life
some rookies and so green..
I laugh at their stupidity,
don't they know I'm the mf Queen??
It goes like this...
They think they gonna bank
as they watch me go...
Did they even research what they think they know?
Hell no, they said "let's go" and trusted that greedy hoe.
Can't see beyond the dollar signs in their roguish bugged out eyes,
Do they honestly think I believe their dumbass lies??
Using reverse psychology, lame trick,
figured...