You don't know much but you blew us up. Powered up, this cluts will fuck up our kids and down his dick while I keep working as I always did. Self made crib that I sleep within, missing my mom like a trapped Infant. Maybe I sinned and you're satan? Maybe I'm slim and you're dating.

Periods kill when we spell like this-- a myriad of thrills just to quell our bliss. You can't live well while the other exists. Speech to text with malicious twists... and all for what? A jar for cup? We're products of our parents' bluffs, mine from afar and your's close up.

Artwork by @jtay6969
Instrumental: "One Chain" by @TWACharlesH
F. @dblack25

One Chain (F. D-Black)

I once got called "fuken huge" over Fortnite.

One Chain (F. D-Black)

GLAM