Eotm Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

Ain't loyal to none
who wasn't there from day one
Attitude has been on fawk you
they've gone ghost
from my life,
I've plucked you
you on a lower level
you ain't in my range
If you do receive a medal
It is for the hall of shame
fresh money how I'm flexing
always satisfy the ego
factory friends still
smelling like some s**t though
such a disgrace, Catherine Pugh
The parents got it right
A mayor without a clue
another fraud fades
out my sight of view
I ain't trusting of no Christians
who had scammed for the position
and it's not the true religion
cause the devils on a mission
Lames will follow trends
but bosses set the bar
the world is a night sky
and i'm the brightest star
Money is a sport,
B***h that means I'm winning
My lawyer knows my worth
that's what he's defending
you can duplicate the great
but you always come in late
friendships that ain't cool
become unglued
because their perception
of life is screwed
i'm so rare my existence wear
on your conscious
that you feel despair
if you need help
apply for Medicare
Put respect on my requests
let's move onto what's next