Cool Like That

It's on point
that's no doubt
we fight, bitch & pout
yet through a glossy field
in rich ardent plains
I'm cool like that
a real fat cat
the cry of relief
through the elegant bed sheets
in times well spent in thought
I'm cool like that
trigger the harmony
In it's longevity
things are getting a bit heavy
are you all ready ?

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