
Respiration calm; just slidee by;
Move faster than the traffikk
Gliding through sky; the snowstorm;
It covered the cascade
I’m floating; high kite bitch;
Kind of making me anxious…
But embrace it; head proudd
Held high ;Cause I’m done up;
This Vixen is just Lit
Up the whole city; princess of my district
A misfit; miscreant
Hesitant ; to let em in this
World I twirl turn; more precious than pearls
This is my life; I hold it tight
Can’t let it burn
So I run through the raindrop city
It really drip n drop poetry
Slam formation n hip hop
Sewn into my platform
Your laptop flat screen.
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