The droves are compacted (Intoxicated poem)

Sharp as a blade
space mobile shades

Burning the grass seeds
low key on liquor

Droves and boats
ice slick rivers

Weather conditions

Flowing with figures

Busty Bo got demolished

Eat red beans, and brolic

Murders go down but no body saw it

Roll like a savage

Take everything out my way

The droves are compacted

Written By: Desia Scales (Alien Artform)