Imma rapper not a poet.
Imma rapper not a poet. Another chapter and I know it. Another book, another story. Second look, but dont worry. Just chill and let it flow. Sitting still but i know, where to go, not low, but that show. That show that I create, time to go before time is late, some sit and wait, but I dont hesitate. Thats not me at all, I always stand tall, leave you in shock and awe, just like Jordan I BALL.
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