Free Stylin Pt.1

Free styling likes it's nothing
I keep the beats flowing and Popping
Flying through the misty clouds on a blue lit sunny day
Twisting at Mach speeds, shouting as I go my way
Too fast for you to keep your eyes on me
I'm already gone by the time you look and see
As I fly over the open sea
I can fly with no worries like I'm free
Triple bass beats go off as I hit Mach three
Making tornadoes in the misty crisp sky
Waves of cloudy mist take form
Causing a dark demonic storm
Like superman I freeze the clouds into mist
I punch the clouds like pillows with my fist
This is my sunny free flowing day
The kind of weather you find in the month of May
So if you think you see something in the sky
Just remember it could be me kissing you a sweet goodbye.