Rep
• Written by TPot
I was just as lost as Atlantis
And I know that people didn't want to know what the rant is
But right then I was so constricted
I mean I didn't do anything, nothing conflicted
But the crime that you went and committed
Man that was the last thing I was predictin
I got to ask
Why did you do what you did
The things I felt like saying Heaven forbid
For you, my best bro, I'd push through grit and grit
Anything you asked I helped you out bit by bit
And all the rumours you said that's all a myth
But in the back of your head you know that they don't exist
Even today I still have to resist
Using my fists
But I know that jealousy gave you the assist
Everything I did, you spread it like I'm discracin
You're just a representation of societies abomination
Cause all you really cared about was your reputation.
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TPot
Member since August 14 2015