Sweet Poison Poem by Aston Marley

Nothing really change cos you're still feeding the old beast, money come first in everything fantasy say; cage is meant for birds, and fake people are full of suprises.

What a hell of life you're living, you're always on fire all the time; enough is enough baby, this is not the first and it's not going to be last.

Look at the right direction for Inspiration and motivation, the hotter the sun, the more the desert burn. Fake people are good in pretending and spreading evil ideas.