TR1 ⎋ | TR2 ⎋ | TR3 ⎋ | BNS ⎋
❝Good Wood comes from the turf, reaches for skies
Branches out & goes against GRAVity/
That's how a Goddess know ain't no other Keen bad as me
I'm mentally intimate while stimulating faculties/

Ya back'll b between a rock & a hard D
If U think U gonna "Paternity Fraud" me without saying SORRY?/
Well pardon me for my ♥ being a Ferrari
For racing to Greenwood because you posted a facade, C-

O-L-E-M-A-N
Now who da f_ck is Lark on FB? Call me ✍ Zuckerberg Dhan/
A billion friends heard my pen was mightier than swords
Heard I write Lines around necks & leave heads on boards/

Yet, I'm no Tyrant, D!CK-Tater, SCOPing under Streetlights
Watching PEAple starve while I comfortably eat lite/
This verse is a garden catering skies
Waiting for New Editors to harvest what I recite!

Editor food.❞