Had to be Said

I'm tired of you eloquent posers always trying to rationalize your way outta the sh*t you do. It's the most contradictory sh*t I've ever seen. Goddamn, you'll talk you're way outta murder. You're like the bum or the devil with dreams. You talk big but you don't make moves. And now you're gonna write poetry? You don't know half the sh*t about the stuff you write on paper. Forreal, you're just making words rhyme. Everyone deserves to contribute a verse but make sure you say who you are, where you're from, and where you're going; and not who you ain't, where you ain't from, and where you'll never be. And that's real talk. FUCKIN' CHUUCH!