R.9

She goes hard on that faint, broke yards of that faith by design, photos flicker. She dove large for that paint, show cards makin bank, solo slicker. Coco with that palette, gogos to a ballad, she exudes some, all talent. Get up straight have it, any which way she cuts, all balanced. Got jewels on deck, fedora, mesh no less than kitch, raw habit. Gold tone with a little bit of black, her clock ticks and is known every which way she daps.

R.8

Organic framework, body bag the game hurts, she's a photo filther, one hit or miss her. Fame buck, sleighin dead paper tucked, pin stripe luck with some sass in her strut. Walkin the lane like Santa slangin cane, every which way she goes, taking dames by the woe, cold game. Makin moves by the moments, stitchin svelte suave frames. Doin damage with her name, all day, passion slain.

R.7

Sitting sideways with your back against the pack. 3 piece suits with a matchin face facts. Drippin game, sway to the wave, underwater trap. She goes in on the snaps twittin hard flash daps. Film noir, slim core, body by design, fashion euphore got looks for tours. Model game on point, shakin shots with a metaphor. Like gaze in these eyes, take a gander at these downpour. Fret not, she bounces back more chords, like a play in a book four scores.

R.6

She got a thang for black, heart of a trap, go gettin got it body drop more shades than a shop. She goes hard in life, harder than hard off white, multiplying faces when you see her robbin the light. Framed up from the game, change clothes like a hobby, mvp to the name. Slang looks bookin crooks, revolvin lobby shakin shit shooks. Bang bang.

Prada Journal Entry

"Illuminations, shadows, and mirages. Things are not always what they seem."

She sees the future, though it's but a dream, as she proves her worth, reflections off a screen tell her one more thing. Am I looking at I, or the mirror in that eye, am I fully fulfilled, or am I missing another set of eyes.

As far as the eye can tell, the spectacale to be had is what is really real. New horizons, old well, when zoomed right in, right now is really still. Encapsulate the frequency you have, even when blurred, statics tell a slur, navigate on average, that path is yet unheard.

R.5

It's crazy how time flies, how the look in your eyes wide, who the next in line ride by, why perpetual alibis keep getting high. Who'da thought it was a battle between you and I, one must falter to be at fault in disguise. Breakdowns and mad frowns asks the very questions why. Shakedowns, subtle sad mounds can break ice with a pound, eye for an eye.

R.4

I can't teach you how to be a man, no fam, what I can do is give you a path to pursue. Remind me why the road splits in two, tell me how the clock work, run it back see how that works. Before there was a stage, how yo life like on them pages, why you out there makin' waves, put this blueprint right there in the yay. Move this pendulum back and forth, see me grillin' through them rails, you don't want to sacrifice yourself to see who rangin' bells. 

R.3

Gassed, sassafras fast, clarity climb pass heart race, gasp. Breathe, inhale class, grade A1 grass, laugh. Pass, puff, drag that note, endo grasps, adrenaline dope meet no hope, soulful clash. Brazen boys raisin' noise, sway to the wave, opulence and poise, no crass. Lackin' negatives, no need, all trash. Sackin' sedatives, sow seeds, claws on a dash. Flatline.

Kovalli Khufa

Complexion, straight dairy, woven together from Ares, you knock back anythang in sight, offerings like Ceres. Original, bold daring, eye strain, you cast red herrings, attention away from looks, you might call that rose pairings. Love to the death of it, no swearing. What mean to you, I wear it, express no less, object to press, surface up straight seraph.

R.1

Tattoo tears cause she just slayed the zigen who loved her, 9 tails, you know who you are, rockin' BLZ, MY VL.. Skraight heaven thus far, features, flexin', beamin', settin' up the scene 'in.. Steppin' to the reason to be city seizin', she leanin', body on point like God been schemin'.. Fvck demons be like you may or make my season, drillin' time play boy deep end.. It depends if you give a fvck, me, I'm just being..Gratis