valor from poetry by fish bwoi

I’m reaching out grow my roots in the bass ground.
Real grown boy when compared to the space clown,
Real known voice by my boys out in b town
I need report tell me how me sound,
,,,, tell me how me sound
Rocking out the beats in the concrete street pounds
Chopping up the fleece for a neat lil street gown,
Pumping up your cleats for the court side peep wows
So tell me right now,
are you free for a buckwild beat child
Are the sinks cleared out for ink baths
And can you figure that out if you need help?
Cuz nobody ever say when they need help.
My soul survived mutilation due to truancy
Rocket loan mortgage couldn’t save me from this movie scene
Rap flow speak the only tounge I got with fluency,
My main vice, got distracted by the booty cheek

• Electronic
• drum-bass
• hiphop
• house
• missoula
• techno-and-variations
• underground hip-hop
• Missoula