Fake is the new real

I prefer loneliness over fake company

Fake people always dissing what the can't have,

You can never seem to miss these low life miss's,

in large crowds with the loudest opinions,

since they roll in packs of self loathing losers.

They are the biggest haters,

who think everything revolves around them,

taking everyone for a show,

then crying like a victim,when they get caught.

Pretending to care about you,

so that they can outdo you,

with their spying eyes,

wishing there were you.

Mashida ndio zao,

hawa watu wenye ubao,

wanapenda kututharau,

lakini hawana chochote.

Miss me with it,

You want me to make it ,

just not enough to break the ceiling,

coz you see me as competition.

But nothing can stop blessings

from coming through,

even when they're mad,

we keep on rising from the ashes like a phoenix.