Know Your Worth, If You Have Any

The cat has nine lives and revered among the universe    
We are sacred among Egypt and each dimension of soft meows are heard    
I can push the heart, the soul as I invade the mind    
Love, faith, compassion, there is a time to shine, a time to be kind    
The in between falls on my time    
   
A shame when Pagen Rosewood detrimental uneducated, bitches    
Accompanied in disgrace by an ancient old crone, and cursed witches    
Come upon sacred shores, lipping that Luciferian ideology and hellish twitching    
Always have something uncanny to say about Feline Queens    
Forgive me if I sound obtuse, of even mean    
   
I do not understand the concept when any female has the time to show the face of her envy, I do not have the time to squander my energy on hate, let alone berate, I am too busy, getting the pleasure from a Moorish cock    
I run my empire, and no regrets if your cunt were blocked    
But let’s keeps it real you begged for the voice to be heard    
Yet, I am the one who is getting that mental feel, and that’s word    
   
Hearing that soothing dialect in my ear upon my Grand Rising mm.. such a preferred choice    
Galloping hearts by the will of Allah, divination sought always upon His horse    
I cannot blame you for trying    
Pagen, mental obsession, he was just not buying    
   
That Eastcoast enunciation, the flirtation it does sound so damn good    
A feast to my hazel eyes when the monstrous eruption of his soul is shooting from his hard wood    
But to even the equation, who would I be if I did not give a Hebrew King a naughty strip tease    
Naked and fingering myself, watching him stroke himself in the height to be pleased    
All that gender bender shit, if it gives your worthless ass comfort, then run with it    
You best ask all these Knights on here.. shhhh, their natural uprising of seeing my scented Creole clit    
Aul la natural you best to ask some of these deep underground dicks    
Cumming and going off my live videos, while watching me squeezing my perky tits    
Having those groins so hard and begging for more downloads of all my naughty pics
What’s in your wallet bitch    
Be a real woman the blessing is when we all learn to support one another    
No need to act the devil's advocate and compare your TomCat father against your Feline mother    
   
The pen is mightier than a sword when it needs to be    
My ink spills are ordained by the rising of the Sun and dipped in the mischievousness of the Moon, within its duality I still get the greatest reassurance when praying on my knees    
Keep your pen silent or inspire with words of poetic good deeds    
Just as your devilish ancestral lineage without your white robe, when you come upon my shores of self-love, prosperity, in your sicken defense you turn to your lynching ways    
I am secured in my Queendom, my pilgrimage to reach, teach, or preach, has already been paved    
And it has never consisted of attempting, to dishonor, this is affluency who stands here, and not encased in feeble-minded rage    
My mission is self-made to bring others peace, so keep that lyrical filth it does not belong here, my blue eyed dear    
It baffles me when Caucasian women cannot arise above envy, or what your mind still lack    
And no disrespect but it is what it is, a known fact    
I do not see melanted women within my midst lowering their standards on here just to fit in    
We are true to our Hebrew Kings, and a celebration to the root of our skin    
We do not follow the way or the wiles of the feminine beast of give credence to depravity from the wicked mouth of the Jinn    
Hum.. I suppose class will always overrule trash trying to bring spirits down    
We love self and our mission is not loud, yet, within our purpose, we speak of love, the truth of our nobility becomes the wisdom shrouded in the parlance of our earthly sounds    
   
Not enough understanding of thy self to know the worth of what you are not good at    
Trying to discredit or burn down a thriving window of a blessed psyche, well I am the cat, and my joy is in clawing back    
What, your intellect is not up to par, always finding ways, like a racist Karen to disturb the dept of my intellectual sea    
I love myself, and I have myself, keep your thoughts pure, you just might learn something from divine knowledge ordained by the 33rd degree    
Words are meant to be enjoyed, reverence found in its mercy, I am strong enough to take hollowed sticks and pebbled stones    
As long as you are durable when boulders are tossed back to atone    
   
Know your worth, if you have any