Keep Hating

Your words don’t affect me As much as you think Your messages don’t make sense And in my mind they never seem to sink I don’t really care what you think Your poetry also stinks I see your hate mail as fan mail And it’s honestly quite amusing Is manuscript theft What you are accusing me of? Ha! People these are my original works I would never take credit For other people’s words Certain things seem to Flow out of your mouth Without the slightest bit of thought And your intelligence I highly doubt Keep on I love what you’re doing Because it inspires me It makes me feel hyper active And full of energy But seriously you people Have black hearts The difference between evildoers and innocent people Is what sets us apart I can see something inside of you That nobody else can Beneath the exterior Is a huge fan So keep on dissing This poetry of mine I’ll just let God handle it And watch y’all decline By Glenn McCrary © 2009 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)