Nsha temwa ifyama, box -x nshumefiswati. I journey too deep nkumyye, nama nkaati. Son I'm the morning star, not the fallen angel. I'm a Lucy fan, giving them lucid tracks. It's been months, I touched the pen. whenever I stumble across, it's path, I manifest K.o's. Mission so true, to be impossible, I infest chaos. The day i was born, my own manger, was the furnace. This ain't no preterm delivery, its astonishing, I'm joining my lines to my soul, like placentas. I can smite this beat .
