Yall Dont Know Me

Yall dont know me.
How could yall come at me acting
out uncontrollably like nutcases,
disrespecting & swarming around
me like a degenerate driven plague,
I see how yall all on me jumping
& scheming like frogs in low places,
So dumb to speak of me wrongfully
with those lies, information so vague.

Yall dont know me.
So ignorant & to yall's own thoughts
unaware & so childish, fake & unsure,
take a look into the light of my eyes
as ya overdose off the talk yall wrought,
misguided & mislead by the dreadful hear-say
the sadistic brains in yall heads portray obscure.

Yall dont know me.
Your hearts are so dim, terribly lacking
brightness, truly no illumination indeed,
Sadly you fools have nothing better to do
than resignate within speculative uncertainty,
A brain like mine is something ya dont have
i know yall idolize me, clearly im what yall need,
cointinue to speak of me negatively & make yourselves
feel better, trust me im not phased nor are yall hurting me.
Im regulating & making moves, something yall should be doing,
instead yall seem to want my life.....feeling the steam from my tea......but when will yall kettle's start brewing?.....

By Michael Smith