What’s your life’s destiny?

Are you trying to live steadily?

Do demons plague your mind causing your thoughts to be heavy?

I avoid any fatality through poetry

Create my own deadly melody

Never will be greedy, heart of a hippie

“Money can’t by life” dying words from Bob Marley

Avoid anything phony, I’d rather be lonely

but only by choice, keep your sympathy

I’m my own posse,

My styles a lil funky

Marbled eyes like candy

Most only get into my mind briefly

Before I leave like rain when the forecast is cloudy

Stand up to bully’s whose temper smokes like chimneys

I’m witty their just another shady floozy

At the end of it all you can trust me,

I’ll keep your deepest darkest thoughts securely.