Blessings lessons

See in life, there are certain things called blessings
They are the "thing" that determains your souls essence
And if you can feel someones presence -
Just ask him a few questions.
Cuz he probably aint like the rest
With some mad shit on his chest
The boy is looking stressed, but still giving his best
While having a hard time trying to digest
The taste of the mistake that got his soul to break
So keep it up, no matter what, never give up.
Dont let anyone tell you to shut the fuck up.
Instead of that just sit back and relax
Take a quick look at the facts,and thanks!
This is called being awake
It helps you separate the real from the fake
And it will keep your food on your plate
So dont hesitate and be straight.
Thats a great fate, and theres no debate, iven tho theres hate
You gotta learn to celebrate, and not give in to the bait
A real ordeal, this is why I kneel before myself
And swear to stay real, a lonely soul
In the desperate need of a quick dopamine refill
And your aware now cuz you can see everything clear
Tear after tear, its your time to walk with no fear
Plus the piggy is getting near, so throw the spear
And look we're here, this is the end, and my present
Learn how to be independent while staying pleasant.
And fuck the peasants, we are way better
This are my last words on this letter.