the d-e-i-t-y in me,
a Dei-veloper of Words Becoming whatever I Dei-sire them to be,
Dei-pending on if the pen is gone my Page is still a pad of stone,
where highlights of my life light paths ScorRespodents are on,
Dei-tours I don’t believe in, straight and narrow is what the Crowd like
when I’m spitting that live L1N6O (lingo), lyrical arrows get the Crowd hyped,
Dei-vided we fall, united we can’t be Dei-nied,
or Dei-prived of what is due, shouts out to skoRG & the Certified crew!
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