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Yea

I'm chilling, enjoying baguettes in Paris where I can't stress

This life is madness, so I put it on my canvas

The pen and pad it is my art & that's established

Since way back when I thought Chablis was shabliss, Ha

Tragic now with my style I've changed trajectory

It's magic, kinda like how the mountains beckon me

To greater heights, was getting paper on them later nights

Now I pop champagne with a single saber slice

Then on a train & sipping on my latest vice

Writing rhymes to pass the time & taking in the nature sights