With passion I’m purposely persistent
Closing space on whatever’s distant
I drink the juice of my life’s fruit
Chasing courage in a blind pursuit
We will waver not when we win victory
Competition is smoked like hot hickory
History hums songs to which I dance
Mrs. Destiny has recipe for bad romance
I was lacking vitamins until I tried again
Passion fruit I digested spitting seeds in wind
Am I prolific with it? Did you see or get it?
Never mind yall it’s cool if the shoes don’t fit
I’m not a tailor but I connect threads like trailer
Buffalo soldier Marley and all the Wailers
Just paying homage at the door I remove boots
Everlasting while I’m fasting eating passion fruit
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