Voyage to Atlanta

’03 was a monumental year
I rolled into town with the wind kicking up dust at my feet.
Naive and green
I stood tall, but my eyes gave me away…
Full cheeks and white teeth, set within a baby face..
A big butt plus a small waist?
That’s free entry , free bottles + VIP… coupled with lucid underground activities….
Was buzzing in the traps way before Nicki…..
So I stayed having to watch my back.
Stayed having to keep a hater off my track
Stayed having to redefine the word FRIEND
Stayed healing scars with Shea butter, sunlight and gin
Stayed studying “Long and Wrong”
Til I fucked around and stayed too long

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