If we only knew what lifestyle the famous led,
Wouldn't be no applause, something else instead.
Want to know what goes on behind closed doors?
Who is tuning in to watch their pointless awards?
Some call their sacrifices a conspiracy theory,
Although, they tell you in their lyrics and imagery.
Kanye told a reporter while sitting back in his car,
Blood is spiritual currency but can only go so far.
YouTuber truthers are there and spilling the beans,
The hidden hand watches us all from high beams.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Online)
- Published: July 11th, 2025 06:34
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
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