by JACOB
Everybody claims to be “100”
But most times they don’t speak the truth.
My trust is the hardest thing to gain
but the easiest thing to lose.
But I do know what’s truuu
And that’s my money.
It stays by my side,
and never leaves me lonely.
Smoke in the wind blowing,
making it unclear,
my past foggy
but my future is near,
Kindness is weak
in these hard times.
Cruelty runs the world,
Well… at least mine.
But I do have a downfall combining women and trust
when I should combine them with disloyalty and lust.
This is me.