Famed of the streets,
praised by the ignorant.
Only 18
but deals them better than a queen.
Alarm them
Scent of white lines call them.
Only in 11 grade
persuasion gets an A.
He says” You don't want to feel how I feel, don't want to be low, take a supplement and then invisible like a seal” I'm crawling. I'm crawling...
What was higher
then to break the rules of sky is the limit.
He says” No evening No time, No day, take this now you will feel ok” temping, blood rushing…
The streets, love to teach
they mostly have supplements
rimmed to the car of what was not supposed to be hidden.
They think he's a god
he sells small diamonds.
They feel like bu*terflies, heading to the skies, oblivious of crash landing
He is still shining...
"You don't have a problem, lie to yourself, poke needles in your arms, then you're alive again...”