Hi
My name is Alisha Chelsea Motherfucking Jones
I am a badass Lightworker known as TRICKYVIBESHello
This is my Sound Journal
It′s raw, it's explicit, and it′s brutally honest
And of course, the beats, vocals, whatever, I made myself
A lot of people tried to shut me up
Light irritates Demons, doesn't it
Before I put out my fourth book and next album 5D
I need to tell you my story
My whole life is like a trigger warning so
You've been warned
I write
I sing
And I am a natural-born psychic and Tarot card reader
No need for the judgement bitch get with the times
Anyways
It′s easier to say that none of it is true
Than waste time proving that all of it is true
So here′s the disclaimer
This is a work of fiction
Names, characters, places, and incidents either are
The product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to Actual persons, living or dead, business establishments,
Events or locales are entirely coincidental
Perfect coincidences enclosed
Get a ticket bitch
Come to the slay show
Been popped out
Flowers, flight, new clothes
Took a break
Took my life back
Doors closed
I don't even rap
This my late night prose
He′s been here
We fucked at our new place
Thighs are his new face
And nobody cares (Boo)
He's never seen a bitch run shit like
Repo your man, bitch
He′s coming right back
Oh girl, bless your heart,
And your candle magick is fucking wack
Witch shit is a lifestyle, not an aesthetic
Stop using those dusty crotch spells off of Reddit
I transmuted that death spell you sent me into actual success and abundance
That's how you turn up on a hater
Ha ha ha ha hah
And poof
He reappears right in my DM′s
See you soon, baby
