"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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