Ill be the rhythm
My styles free
Yah
I gift em
Like Althea Gibson
I serve love
And my word does
Bond
No James
Unless its Lebron
Um, yes
This is the bomb
Like Cunningham
To Moss
Or the Running Man
Across
The stage of graduation
This is the age of maturation
And Aquari us.
Mam
I Carry trust
Bam !
I barried lust
With actions of passion
Not cash and fashion.
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