2 AM and I’m here, hell yeah I’m awake,
mind racing faster than the world can shake.
Coffee cold, blunt lit, kids snoring louder
but me? I’m scribbling truths, no filter, all factors
I laugh at the chaos, I cry in my chest,
I’m a momma, a queen, I don’t settle for less.
The streets taught me lessons, God gave me grace,
and I carry my crown, even in this messy space.
I think about lies, snakes, and the Fakes ,
about angels sent disguised as push not a shove
I curse, I thank, I plan, I pray,
I survive every night, every single day.
I’m fire and ice, heartbreak and gold,
a story unfinished, untamed, uncontrolled.
And when the world tries to count me out?
I just write my truth, spit my rage, scream my doubt. Spark this blunt then finish nodding out
Jennie J in the notebook, soul on display,
2 AM confessions in my own bold way.
I ain’t perfect, I ain’t quiet, but Im All The Sauceeeee babieeeeee .
I’m the chaos, the calm, the battle, the sun.