For the people

I promise in the end you’ll fine. I’m just writing a beat on a line. For the people just to see. What’s next to come a part of me. A piece of pie but not just one slice. I’ll steal it all quick as mice. The people know I spit words out. I’m the best without a doubt. I’ll show the people what they need. With my words you all will feed. On the picture that’s painted clear. It’s my words that you will hear.