"I've been through moments lower than a limbo bar,
Higher than a shooting star.
Some memories I'll forever jar,
And no, I haven't peaked so far.
Peek through my curtains, it's a bright display,
Like my light's doing a Broadway.
Pulsars in my stardust, pulsating beats,
My heartstrings playing like concert seats.
A song for which the heart dreams,
Rims and 'em four rings, life's themes.
Signs with a dollar in it, a bash and a git push,
Repo, it's a software symphony, a soft hush.
Ripoff like it's hard knocks, knock off like Abibas,
Bibo like a kid loved, cherish it like a blissful dove.
But in this world, ain't no love in the verse,
Just pain in reverse, redo it, call it converse.
Beating the meat like a butcher's delight,
M Jay-Z it like the hov lane, off it like Swizz's beat flight."
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