A city built only at night

Higher than a red eye flight

So many lines must be flying without a pilot

Sully Fully inside my eyelids

Written using Pontius Pilate’s ichor dripping stylus

Trying to stay clean but when I’m right beside it, I mean

Big boy portion gets minused

Opposite of tiny

My dust spins my nut like a good gust

Does a weathervane

We’re hotter than weatherSpain

They all know my name so the cocaine’s

Cheaper than Wetherspoons for a pint consumer

Lightbringer in tight Puma

Stripes on my 95s

Stay up all night for an Ebay bid kind

Did kind binned it

Came up all’s well that ends alright

Rome wasn’t built in a day but round our way the bricks came at night.

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