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About Philadelphia

Yo, man, I’m spittin’ this raw, like I’m Kanye, brain wild, thoughts jumpin’ like a bull in the ring, talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, aight? Picture me, stormin’ through the streets, vibes heavy, like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*, screamin’ “I’m an oilman!” but nah, I’m chasin’ somethin’ else, somethin’ darker, dirtier, real talk. I’m out here, city buzzin’, neon lights flashin’, heart racin’—where she at? I’m thinkin’, man, this ain’t just a transaction, it’s a whole damn saga, like Anderson’s flick, blood and greed, but it’s lust and cash instead. “I drink your milkshake!”—ha, I’m drinkin’ in the scene, the chaos, the thrill.

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Remember how Zodiac said “I still believe there’s beauty in the chaos”? That vibe is real here. I sometimes run out the back, my thoughts racing, heart pounding, thinking about the city's pulse and quiet strength. Sometimes, i get so caught up in the moment—i’m like, “WOW” and then i laugh, kinda like a Taylor Swift lyric, switching from silly banter to deep musings.

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