Come correct...

U can't take the dream away from me.
Yet it isn't the same after feelin so fuckin alone.
Seems I'm right back where i started.
Handin out worth that jus isn't cloned.
I'm not felt n given in return.
Bein used is a way of life til one gets shit to play out in facts.
Hands up blockin the jabs.
N that's that.
The me I know it's here n will never fade.
Steppin with purpose in form.
Fallen to scrapple til I die.
Ur for warned.
Stand aside if u can't step it up.
Cuz game is the final carousel.
Goin round for round.
I'll bout makin the fuckin bills.
Paid in full.
Get with it or remove yourself.
Cuz this new me.
Dig in n find the only help.
So understand ur place.
Ur a conversation to ease my time.
Comfort, friendship, a passionate luv'r.
Enjoyed yet toe touch the line.
Come correct.
Last a lil longer than figurin what u want.
N calculate me in.
Out this can be done.
Finito, vamoose I'm gone.
I ain't playin around with with luv.
I'm tired of tellin a me face I luv em.
Shits got bars on my heart.
N I'm no fuckin slave.
Two as one.
Come with me.
This is a good place to come undone.
Or it's ok if u go.
I'll stand the same in movement.
The same way u find me.
Solo n knowin I'm bold.
U got what I like.
Down to a tee.
But what u see here.
Hasn't yet begun to breathe.
I've been on this road n know how to respond.
N I can't help myself.
Jus know this lil bit.
If u can't feel me by now, I'll never be felt.
Yet I do give a shit.
So here's that moment of truth.
Starin u down as it did me.
What's the honest use?