419 Gotham Hymn

Moonlit vibes, blood red tint on the chrome,

419 streets, where the broken glass roams,

Toledo’s my Gotham, villains carve their own throne,

Shadows creeping heavy, concrete's their home.

Harley in the backseat, grinning ear to ear,

Whispering temptation, devil's voice so clear,

Engine growling low, tires bite through the smear,

Glass city howls, darkness feeds on the fear.

Cruising through the cracks, under blood-red skies,

City of the damned, where the broken soul lies,

Gotham in the veins, can’t escape the ties,

419 heartbeat, where the poet survives.

Smoke trails linger, silhouettes in the haze,

Streetlights flicker, casting dangerous plays,

Shattered dreams glisten, like shards in a blaze,

Sinister symphony, Toledo’s wicked maze.

Alleyways crooked, whispers twist like a knife,

Heartbeats syncopated with the city's strife,

Poet's pen bleeding, carving truths outta life,

Blood moon conductor, orchestrating the rife.

I’m a vigilante, caped in ink, not a bat’s wing

Gotham’s shadows, where my pen writes and sings

Enemies crumble, crumble under my steeze

I bring foes to their knees, no cape, just these

Catwoman slinks, she whispers my creed

Poison Ivy’s venom, fueling my need

Harley Quinn laughs, chaos on repeat

They fulfill the hunger, where the dark streets meet

Justice drips from the nib, no batarang spin

Paper my battlefield, every line I win

City cries out, my ink bleeds the plea

They say I’m a poet, nah, I’m vengeance, G

Not in the Batmobile, but I’m ridin’ low

Southern dirt under tires, where the bayou flows

Each word a strike, each rhyme a blow

From Gotham to the south, let the truth show

Catwoman’s claws, scratch my battle hymn

Ivy’s vines grip, wrap my every limb

Harley’s grin spins, the world feels grim

But they light my night, when the bat grows dim

Catwoman slinks, she whispers my creed

Poison Ivy’s venom, fueling my need

Harley Quinn laughs, chaos on repeat

They fulfill the hunger, where the dark streets meet

Cruising through the cracks, under blood-red skies,

City of the damned, where the broken soul lies,

Gotham in the veins, can’t escape the ties,

419 heartbeat, where the poet survives.