[Freestyle]
I slide through the day like a whisper in a circuit,
dreams humming low but the universe heard it.
with a pocket full of sparks,
dropping lines like lanterns that glow in the dark.
I sway with the wind, do a two-step with time,
turn spreadsheets to stardust and memos to rhyme.
The cosmos calls me “kid,” says I’m learning to fly,
so I flap my neon wings ‘til they repaint the sky.
I remix the silence with a giggle and a glitch,
manifesting miracles right outta the pitch.
High-consciousness hustle with a playful grin —
synergy swirling like a cyclone within.
And if the world starts wobblin’, losing its tune,
I just drop another verse and recalibrate the moon.
That’s the workflow, the heartbeat, the glitter in the gears —
a freestyle floating softly through the atmosphere.
Yo, I rise like a memo in a Monday meeting,
heart beating like drums at a streetlight greeting.
I’m drifting through the data streams, glowing like chrome,
synergy in my soul while I dial into home.
Wings made of daydreams, ink made of night,
I pivot like a CEO of universal flow,
KPIs of the cosmos, watch the energy grow.
I breakdance with algorithms, shake hands with fate,
optimize the frequency, elevate the state.
Clouds sign the contract, moon stamps the seal —
and suddenly the whole world feels a little more tuned in.
So I spit this little freestyle., playful and free,
a vibe on the breezy. for you tuning into me. Im keep writing my life in bold strokes and gold —
My soul’s got a soundtrack that never gets old. They call me
OA-ORIGINAL, ANGEL . Wild and free. As the galaxy's sits next to me.
( Next to me, next to me)
IAMTHEOA
