Flailing flopping
A decade’s a decade
Rigid stopping
I charged, I paid
I was the city
And the city was me
We chewed on the grit, we
Argued who’s free
Train tracks and avenues
Street lights off and on
Bank statement, revenue
We’re rich til it’s gone
I love that I knew
My home from the get-go
The beat, tried and true
Augmented my flow
Location can be an answer
The place is a feeling
The words became a dancer
The skyline was my ceiling