Smooth street soul,
from the eastern side of town,
from the jazzy realms
where upbeat sensations stream
throughout the night towards
incandescent infinities,
big boy talk and walk,
talking like a ghetto ****,
full of jazz and juice,
wheeling grooves, sick beats
blasting inside his galaxy,
hard gritty funk, saucy, glossy,
dripping deep waves within
vibrant nations.
His flow so cold, shouldering
a jamming bassline within
his creation, full of fascinating
features – bright Hennessy eyes,
chiseled cheeks like flashing
streetlights, firm lips gliding
with the wind, luxuriant beard,
throat of definitive horizons,
shoulders to inspire vast legions,
broad chests – dynamic,
a jungle of a million songs
moving in incredible angles,
rocking in high frequencies.
Arms so gentle, gleaming, thighs
like flourishing gardens,
like hypnotizing clouds,
riveting tattoos traveling all
over your seamless flesh, strong
symmetry, sublime muscles,
powerhouse abs, rock hard ***,
and dashing feet bringing out
beautiful blues in the stunning
landscape, leaving good loving
melodies around the magnificent
scenery.