Diss

They told me there was no going back,
I went to Diddy's party,
There was so much happening,
So much orgy,
Kanye was right.
Drugs on the table, empty promises,
A risky game, hard to understand,
Fame attracts, but it can kill,
The price paid was more than real,
Dreams shattered in the palm of my hand,
The promises of glory are now pain,
At the party where fear reigns.
I was drawn to the beams thinking it was light,
Fame is a game, and I lost half,
In the echo of laughter, there’s a void,
At Diddy’s party, the price is grim.
Blood drips from my hands,
That night wasn’t meant to happen,
They blamed me for something I didn’t do,
They want to get rid of me,
Yes, they silence those who discover,
Michael and Tupac, poor souls knew too much,
White parties, a demon’s feast.
Yes, they sold their souls,
No one talks about it, it’s all a secret,
Broken hearts, forced smiles,
In the quest for fame, many are silenced