Respect

When I was a little boy,
I used to get called names.
I hated it,
I just bursted in flames.

People think too much,
About me.
I had a golden touch,
But I kept it lowkey.

I just wish more people,
Gave more respect.
Cuz if not,
They're going to have some regret.

At the end of the day,
It's all about respect.
But when your momma pass away,
It's going to have some effect.

Because you are gonna regret,
Everything you've done.
You're gonna learn to respect.
It's gonna help in the long run.

Because you'll regret,
When you say screw life.
You gotta respect.
Your life at the age of five.

My only wish,
Is that more people would respect.
Because they got a dish of food,
So that they can regret everything bad.

At the end of the day,
It's all about respect.
So when you have something to say,
Hold it with regret.

That's all I got to say,
For today.
I learned the hard way,
Because it's not my way.