Hate On Me

If you knew what I been through

You’d repossess those hateful glances

The despicable, the dirt, the shame

Perhaps your jealousy is misinformed 

You want what I have sans the battle

You hate on my position ignorant to the fight

You despise, I’ll love, and continue to write

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