you backstabbing
laughing at me with bad habits
like if you never can grab at it
I seen your reflection
it's the image of a crab basket
pulling what's up, down
not giving them a chance to clime to there true heights, their true potential
be careful
see I am one victim
of your menace like society
depriving my duration of value
you do me like the sickle cell that attacks my sales
I'm plummet down into a pit
of no foundation
Mama told me be careful
your friends can now be hating
they resembles this man called Satan
here to steal, kill and destroy
your friends are not your friends
they're your associates man-made enemies
it is sending me
to a new height of elevation
I learn to be patient of the hatin
in the midst of waiting
I be careful
©ray_c
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