Noname on the Telefone

2016 was when the 💀 & 🌸 posed, pause

10 complete thoughts, background posh purple

I remember it like yesterday

Me & you, on a foggy day, a sunny duet

Dancing a Diddy Bop, breathing the fragrance of hope

You was all I need, thoughts on a jazzy flight, trajectory futuristically bright

I performed only midnight, hoping to land...

But morning bled my eyes with a reality check

They say I was in a depressed state

Milky walls silent death, the dull 💀 on my head

Wished for freedom, freedom, a freedom interlude for God's sake.

Freedom after Inter goes lewd

Milan's night life's cool but he wanted heat

The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

Eat, he ate dirt after yappin' 'bout exposing the dirt on The Tax Collectors

Death collects and she's left with no collector's edition

Collect her tears, her sorrow, her WTF did you do it mood and hide it in the palm of her heart so she can connect

Connect to the coffin, casket pretty where he lies

Forever online while she sinks into a wave of apathy faster than a fluorocarbon line

Bye bye baby.

She turns to a world a tad greyer with the shadow of past memories clashing at her worn soul. That's the shadow, man. That's the Shadow Man.

Lady will bring the Light. Thats 2Ls like pre Cool J

Jaywalking is so badass

Jaywalking with a telefone is bad, ass

Yeah, I'm so stupid, stupidly in love with Telefone, with Noname because she is a no name. She is everyone, no one, one who is me and I, I love my telefone (not gonna lie).