Poetrey and music

Did he mention my taste

The part of the person who wants to make me look like an idiot
So you follow the same track
But it is up to you
For I will meet you again
You can not become like me
I have my own beads
And there you are showing me is not enough to
What is my name
Asking you nicely
I have my backing me
But you and your so-called friends are not my
You are poisoning me with crap so that everyone in your circle