The art of giving up is learned from those who not gave up but those who endured the most pain. 

The pain of neglection, and self reflection of seeing someone worthless.

Can make you wanna die or ride out like a Lamborghini suicide door.

You store all your faith and love in your heart. 

But let pain and bad thoughts, seep into it. 

Not even super glue can do the job of sealing the cracks. 

I learned The art of giving up

A few years ago. 

When I felt it was my time  to show 

Who I was. 

When I didn't get the opportunity, it killed my spirt. 

You could hear it in my voice.

See it in my walk.

Knees weak, back hunched. 

Walking and acting like 

I didn't give a fuck.

Inside I really did. 

I sit now self reflecting . 

Im 6'3. I'm still ugly. I still rock 63 on the field. I got my opportunity and I killed it. I'm not in my harsh winters.

Or my cruel summer.

I am the Dragon. 

The only thing lacking is my looks. 

 Before The art of giving up I was shook. Now I say look at me, and kids wanna be like me.

The art of giving up is learned from those who not gave up but those who endured the most pain. You  learn from and embraced that pain. Started from the bottom now you're here damn right. One love.