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Without the Help of FEMA and with no vaccine I was surviving things
Giving God all the praise and all the esteem, I proved that I was the last of a dying breed
Can't silence me, catch the poetic breeze If a man don't think then a man don't eat
Made sure my people were straight, God was blessing them through me
Humble ol me, got the DNA of the meek, why would I allow anyone to change me or claim me, where I'm from the men barely make it to see 23
the women look down on you for calling them Queens deep down in New Orleans
Everyone is panicking but no not me as long as I have breath in my body I'm going to keep surviving things
Big Ida such a helluva storm, she made both New Orleans and New York city look so small
I really wished that the wind would just blow away all of those vaccination cards that are tearing this world, friends and families apart.
Natural immunity, I'm a part of God's community, speaking the truth boldly, I speak poetry fluently.
Qadar Dwon'
