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[Verse] In my room, vibe is chill, aesthetic so ill Sippin' on the tea, mellow beats on repeat Soft pastel hues, the mood is serene Fusing words together, like a visual dream Gentle melodies, synths softly caress My rhymes paint pictures, no need for a canvas Smooth like a Sunday morning, laid-back and serene The aesthetic, creating timeless scenes [Verse 2] Picking up my pen, I create a visual symphony Words swirl like colors as I tap into my memories Vintage frames and gentle fades, like a film from '83 The memories, the essence of my identity [Verse] In my room, vibe is chill, aesthetic so ill Sippin' on the tea, mellow beats on repeat Soft pastel hues, the mood is serene Fusing words together, like a visual dream Gentle melodies, synths softly caress My rhymes paint pictures, no need for a canvas Smooth like a Sunday morning, laid-back and serene The aesthetic, creating timeless scenes [Verse 2] Picking up my pen, I create a visual symphony Words swirl like colors as I tap into my memories Vintage frames and gentle fades, like a film from '83 The memories, the essence of my identity