I strengthen my spirituality every day I rise,
I’m running a lucrative, sensational enterprise.
I make the impossible happen because I believe it,
When something is out of reach I retrieve it.
Confident, pensive, poise, calm, and collected;
Cool, charismatic; all of my communication is effective.
I live for the written word, most say it’s absurd,
But the number on spot is what I deserve.
Work like a slave and eat like a king, fight in any ring;
Sing harmonious tunes like you have wings.
Letting go is hard, but a necessary fraction of life;
True character is about staying loyal to your wife.
I write books that will leave a legacy twice,
But while I’m alive my business mind will overshadow my true light.
I make the night mine, by writing wisdom onto the page,
But the daytime grind is like I’m trapped in a cage.
I’m speaking about extreme discipline and practice;
Why do you think no writer can match this?
These are the sacrifices and responsibilities you need to make,
I’m speaking purely from a successful mind state.
I admit that I’m insane like I have screws lose in the brain,
Without going hard, I would just stay the same.
I believe in building an empire from being a novelist,
I won’t fumble the pass, but your mind is boggled from my hits.
Contract work like a mobster, I go in for the kill,
The only reason I made it this far is because of God’s will.
Writing needs to come from the soul like a death toll,
I illuminate the scene for a short breath, then I roll.
Worldwide embodiment because I broke providence;
Left the world in shock and astonishment.
I didn’t come out of nowhere, I’ve been grinding for years,
Girl, if you’re in pain I’ll wipe off your tears.
The wind moves briskly, and I move swiftly,
People who lost me, hate me and miss me.