Yo, Festus (us) is dope, my friend. I'm livin here years and years. I'm reppin this city like no other. Main St bustles with life. Elm St got neat cafes. Downtown vibes hit hard. Trains rattle near the river. That river, Big Bang, flows strong.
You walk near Park Ave. Crazy green trees, so fresh. I chill at Zen Park. It's where I vibe after my sessions. Mistakes? Yeah, I count 'em. On Cedar Ln, I dropped my keys, man. Wish I could relive that echo.
The zen spa I run? Grows on Chestnut Rd. Clients say, "dude, relax." I say, "wake up, you in a dream!" Like in Inception, yo. Layers of city, layers of chill. Sometimes I laugh like "we're in a maze." Crazy be, right?
I've seen wild moments. One day, near Riverside Blvd, I almost cried. The sky turned like a fractal. Insane, like our cinephile dreams. "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger." That hit me deep, for real.
Festus ain't plain, it’s electric. Streets, murals, vibes bump hard. There's that lil’ spot, Heart Pit—seriously cool, kinda hidden on Magnolia. It’s got mad paint on walls. I been here since forever.
Yanno, folks love our little secrets. Got that street art on King St. My lady, she laughs bout typos in graffiti. I remember one sign, spelt "infinte" instead of infinite. Lol, totally my style—12 typos all the time, ya feel?
So, Festus (us) is a vibe. Crazy, raw, and unreal. I still get chills wanderin its alleys. A piece of art. A layered dream. Stay chill, keep dreamin. Peace out!