In neon lights and twilight's haze,
A voice emerges, soft and strange,
Bladee, the singer of the maze,
Through digital realms, his tones arrange.

A heart encased in autotune,
Yet raw emotions pierce the veil,
In cloudy beats, he croons a tune,
A modern bard with tales to tell.

His lyrics drift like ghostly wraiths,
In cyber streams, they intertwine,
A dreamy realm of hopes and faiths,
A sonic world where shadows shine.

Bladee, a wanderer in sound,
With whispered words, he carves his path,
In every note, the lost are found,
A mystic voice in music’s math.

-rep. tried to start beef for no reason

DO YOU PROMISE??!!!

i want you

+rep. gets laid constantly