I blew cartridges, old gen,
Denied you credit, no friends,
Flew out the nest, eagle,
Kick flipped ollie in to a grind, that’s what we do,
We be the cool kids on the block,
Can’f flop hopping the turn stop,
I decked out our book bags,
Drinks in our hands, no lag,
Hydrated with power,
Every hour showered in comics and geek shit,
I beat my chest when I win,
Eat this,
I keep pointing at my face to keep my glasses up,
She likes an intelligent thug,
For I hack hard drives,
And invade emails,
We stay calm at dawn,
And black out at night in a fiend craze,
Writing bars of codes,
Soon to be millionaires on our own.
Jixi Fox
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