I’m a man of the Lord, a man of my words
My Taqwah is my sword and I stay vigilant against the verbs vowels n consonants tryna pull me away from the constellations, no hesitation Kolab faker than the 33rd recitation of the book of the Illuminati’s. Like hello do you copy?
n she flauntin
But it’s all chill we post marital
Keep it private n contextual
Kuriye got the Giga gyatt
Sadi Lagan shuru hondi jado kaleya nu maar maar k halkaan kitta si jado vi.
gettin all informal at the formal
All normal no cornrows
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