I’m no rapper but I like words

Better than the shallow rumors they heard

They mad I curved the heard

I said what I said

It may be absurd

I can careless about the socials

I’m being classy

They acting local

They so upset

I’m being hopeful

Faith over fear

Bambi they stumble

They drag my name through the mud

Falling from Heaven they heard the thud

Trippin if I approach them like “Aye Skud.”

That’s when they fake smile and tryna hug

But like a lady I keep my distance

I hear the things

I just never mention

Cuz ima silent linguistic vixen

Fine as Heaven

Hot as Hell’s Kitchen

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