i do freestyle

now from my manicured hands to my totebag

i'm so bad

my grammar

my vocab

my manners

my whole swag

dog

please

from my heart beats a story

leaving art's beats by large leaps

to god be the glory

your facade to me is boring

ain't a fucking way that you could clown me

i'm so hot

even summer play it cool around me

i sweep the town like a king

baby

peep the crown

who else you know could tell a skyscraper

keep it down"?