Poetry | The Steemit God (free flow)
Stash of coins in my pocket
I am the god now
I do what I please
I don't care your excuses
If you hate me I'll raise my flag
I have the fame
I have the friends
People are looking after me
I might be delusional
I might be irrational
But I am young with too much cash
You ain't know the real me
You can't catch me I am a slick
I am addicted to this lifestyle
Superficial fame
Fake friends
But I am young with too much cash
I wrote this while I was listening to " almost famous" by G-eazy and thought to do some brainstorm and that was the result above.
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