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Slay mama and the Slain

Man down ,slay on..... Is the anthem, as she churn louder Fix, paint, tight and briefs... So she presumed the loudest Culture inborn but she doesn't Observe precepts On some Instagram cos that's what's on Flow so flowing when the followers turned on But before on onset , Thoughts of these filled her mind Now she's less upset Cos she dwelleth More on the facet Rather than the content Of humanity ...... She feels less concerned Cos Her life is a major advert Bringing more of perverts Cos she would rather stay controversial Than mind what ya say.. Now, Its a pity cos I'm 'pointing fingers I first came unto earth, backed up by the universe Adam my first name.. Mind grew and still growing Inventions stay the meter So everyone applauding Smile so Real But most for the gram Say cheese ! Now brothers staying cheesed up Some on the facet Cos most on the gram. Forth a friction, igniting What our taken ribs do... Culture and morals should re inculcate The Old-folks pray on.... Yonder is how the world shifts though. Status quo ....

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