Sky is the limit?

As i reach up high,
aimin straight for the skies,
i realize that life takes it's toll no holds barred,
so we all have to analyze,
The actions of our present,
will result ultimately on our descendents,
You live till you croak,
In the world of selfish and wicked,
you have to have ambition, goals,
and persistancy thats picked,
Biggie is the king of NY,
the influence of the flow and rhythm of my rhymes,
the thought of this poem came straight from him,
so step back bewildered,
as I end on a whim.