U can look at me like U hate me.
But U can never in a million tries break me.
You're letting your wealth get the best of U.
When your money is long gone what's gonna be left of U.
No money, no power, no respect.
Now your're at the bottom with us rest.
Respect from me never.
I'm 2 wise and clever.
2 bow down 2 someone that's not better.
My poem U need 2 read again.
Because you're equal just like the rest.
I have no idea why U think that your the best.
So all that hot air U need 2 let it out of your chest.
Because U need 2 let go of your pride and give me respect
