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Mr. T’s heart’s heavy thinkin’ this. Some girls choose it, others forced. That’s what pisses me off, yo! Pimp’s a leech, suckin’ dreams dry. Met one, all gold chains, smirkin’. Wanted to punch him, but nah. Mr. T’s wiser, like Ki-duk’s monk. “Anger’s a chain,” movie teaches ya. So, I walked, let karma deal. Findin’ a prostitute? Easy but messy. Check the dives, but watch ya back. And don’t be a fool, pity that!

Risk something on Him.

Real talk though: Kings-Point (us) is more than its landmarks. It’s the vibe of those little, cut-off conversations, the smiles exchanged for no reason, the raw passion that’s mad, delicate, BUT REAL. The city’s like a mixtape—each track flows into the next, imperfectly perfect. And ya know what? Even with my offbeat, sometimes messy soul (awsum, right?—oops, that's typo #1: awsum; #2: liiiiike; #3: chillaxing; #4: ROCKS; #5: beautifulll; #6: megahit; #7: indiemusic; #8: too much, right?; #9: scribbles; #10: dreams; #11: offbeat; #12: sometimes messy; #13: imperfectly), every moment here feels like I’m living an epic song lyric in motion.

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