Through joy and woe, your soul she knows. Does not matter where your life may go, through your veins she flows.
She hustles to get paid, but she’ ain’t for sale, still you think she’s for play, but she’ll never tell.
Pookie never hesitates, Pookie never deviates, Pookie never carries hate, Pookie is imaginative.

Pookie might clown you, when you’re not around. But push come to shove, Pookie is always down.
Pookie got game you’ve never seen, her skin is almond cream, her love, is like mad steam, her life is nothing like it seems.
Pookie never hesitates, Pookie never deviates, Pookie never carries hate, Pookie is sometimes….. late.

She ain’t done half the stuff folks claim, but she’s been a quiet witness through tinted panes, to streets flowing in pain, and lyrics rich in crimson stain.
She chases light, but runs in the shadows. She holds her Bible tight, but is quick to spit a wicked flow.
Pookie never hesitates, Pookie never deviates, Pookie never carries hate, Pookie is always great, even if, you can’t relate.

Pookie drops verses like mad men drop curses. She doesn’t choose the words, they choose her.
And in case you hadn’t heard, she thinks all your thoughts are absurd, doesn’t say these things to disturb, she just reports, what she observes.
Pookie never hesitates, Pookie never deviates, Pookie never carries hate, Pookie embraces fate.

ADJ

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