Unknown Future Poem by Beethovens laguerre

Look at me now standing 6 ft 5
Wearing my Armani suit ready to present my new book...

Which is about nothing, but the truth.

But I remember the day I use to use to skip school,
Drink booze and smoke roots with my troops.

Played school like it was chess.
Damn I wish I studied for this test

But look at me now and tell me what you see.

Success, yes.

But my success was a cursed.
I can feel the pressure on my chess

i think these haters are mad because I’m bless

But not to worry,
Because I won’t stop writing till they put me two rest.