DISARM

It's because they, don't matter.

Rather they live on the mole hill or the
mountain, their fear of me winning, which comes
out as verbal attacks, [Jealousy.] Will never be
stored in peoples permanent memory.

I won't let it.

The images of me in peoples memories,
are under
My control.
My ego.
My skill.

They can't derail my car.
They can't humble my drive.
They can't shake my nice.
They can't kill my smooth.

They're not allow to even send me a
declaration of war.

Hell, my ego tells me they are not allow to even
know that we are in a fight.

Jealousy, means knowing that I'm doing
better than them.
They are my lessers.
They are not allow to put me on their silly
little battle field, called Obscurity.

THE WEAPONS OF THE JEALOUS
The secret whispers........................rocks
The giggling......................................clubs
The grimaces................... brass knuckles
The lies...........................................knifes
The back stabbings.......................swords
The bulling........................................guns
The fight planning.............................bombs

Jealousy is the finest compliment.

I thank them all,
yet it's time to Disarm all the haters.

THE  TACTICS   OF   DISARMAMENT
The secret whispers.............A friendly hello
The giggling..............Being glad to see them
The grimaces.....................A smile allllll day
The lies......................Genuine compliments
The back stabbings.................Being helpful
The bulling...Concerned with their problems
The fight planning................Occasional hugs

It's because they, don't matter.

They are not allowed to get me caught up.
The pregnant bitch is not my style.

Immortality is my goal, not their fears.

I will always avoid Obscurity's soldiers
with Elegance, Grace, and Charm,
Shedding a tear for all those who unfortunately
have no skills to....DISARM.