hey i know you
but do you know me?
of course you don't
and unless I get harassed by those infiltrating vultures you don't care
because you are a symbol of mainstream
and you hate a symbol of reason such as myself
my brain tells me something
it tells me you're nothing special
even though you're known throughout the world
at least the country
what makes you special?
more of the green titan in your bank account?
let my words mesmerize you to find to find the truth
that we are the same with only one difference
your fame is ending while mine has yet begun

Brute da Poet

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