I been waiting on this moment for so long
Like seeing the girl of your dreams with no clothes on
They always try to attack my legacy like LeBron
Yet, they still watch me like the other TV’s not on
They whisper all your success and yell all your failures
Don’t be out treating me like I’m Iggy Azalea
You ain’t messing with my clique, I’m really with the shits
Like Mayweather’s punching bag, I really took some hits
And I was still left standing, young black and handsome
About to take everything, I’m holding it up for ransom
Got folks believing in me like I’m the national anthem
Been through some things that most folks couldn’t fathom
But I still remain gifted, I came 3 days before Santa
Young professionals don’t give up, we just move to Atlanta
It feels like these women are channeling Dirty Diana
If you think you the shit then I’ll put in on the pampers
At the club, they don’t even want to put in on the dancers
Repeating the same thing like Desiigner is performing Panda
I don’t want retribution, just evolution
When I said roll tide, that’s not Bama, the tide is moving
I mean, the tide is changing so you better catch on to the waves
Because they’re trying to have young black men, fall into the grave
I am, a young veteran, you can check the resume
Even if you’re flexible, they want cirque de soleli
Got a homie thinking that it’s Groundhog Day
Just experiencing the same criticism in different ways
They say I got hell to pay, I say I paid my dues
They want me to run away, but I still got more to do
My legacy hasn’t been written, it for sure hasn’t been published
You know what they say, no good deed goes unpunished
Even if you hate me, I’ll make sure that you love it
Take this food for thought or you can settle for chicken nuggets.
The Thoughts of Calvin Davis 
Great poem!