So loving like flowers glistening in the morning sun pedals flow and fly around like butterfly\'s playing
But as soon as your level of evil reach it\'s heights I turn outward the skys turn dark and the fire in my eyes are raging and I turn it around and meet your level of karma on a full moon cycle gloating my righteous words into the night letting you know where you you keep playing in my face you will meet the punchalist
Punchalist -A fed up person that knocks out evilness
I just made that word up I\'m finna punch yo ass
A level of cuteness that can turn into something you never saw before
No rainbows and gold here me friend π₯·πΏ
After the darkness comes light I alchemist my energy and move the fuck on even if not worth the fight π«ΆπΏ