Your Expectations
Your expectations ain’t me,
To be an erotic super hero
Feeding words for the hunger of your soul needs,
Cliché I can’t be
I can only be me
When self-righteous poems are banned
I’m dishing words that feed my own soul, setting myself free…
I control the patterns of my destiny…
Viral likes for poets that trend the same newsfeed
In routine inspiration everybody speak,
I’m a feminist renegade doing what’s best for me,
Plotting on goals to make me financially free…
1 million likes, no that’s not for me,
Being real to the world is how I want to be
Leaving my legacy out the grave carved by me,
TikTok and instagram famous with no ownership of property
No dollar for each follower
Or likes they plea…
My success will be built differently,
Founded in silence
Blowing their minds unconsciously…
Underestimate me
While I stay focused on my billionaire mindset…Low-key,
That’s the formula for a wealthy degree,
Sorry not sorry
Your expectations just ain’t for me…
Viral my bank account, that’s what the world can do for me…
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