Genius with the pen but I donโt flex.
Spiritual with the tools with no need to hex.
Crossing all the Tโs and closing off the X.
Self Care Sevyn with two Sโs on my chest.
Hippie with these thighs and perky little breasts.
Constantly clearing karma cuz I stay ready for the test.
Yeah I think Iโm the best.
Divinely created so Iโm demeaned unique just like the rest.
So I hope I donโt press you,
To guess who you should run to.
On the days the nights fall cold blue,
Grateful for all I been through.
Love how I can stand bold in my truth,
Screaming from the highest mountain through the glass roof,
Iโm done playing small, Iโm ready to show my abundant proof.
Which is all in the pudding.
Talking out the side of your neck,
Saying things you shouldnโt.
Learned a million lessons by choice,
That even with courage, a lot of you couldnโt.
Or wouldnโt I should say.
See I got it my way cuz I donโt play when I say,
I am Moore all day, every day.
Bay Bay.
