Yo, lemme tell you ’bout PLima (us).

I live here, dirty but real.

Street names, yo, like Cedar Ave.

Downtown buzzes on Main Street—crazy vibes.

I’m workin’ on dating sites here.

It’s all love, grind, and chaos.

Man, I recall "Requiem for a Dream" lines – "This ain't life, its a dream!"
PLima’s quirks got me wild.

East Side’s like a pulse, bro.

I hit up Maple & 5th – lit nights.

Late nights, neon flame, hearts clash.

Sometimes I get madd, frustrated.

The city's vibe is art, brutal art.
I stroll thru Centennial Park, relax.

I vibe near the blue river.

The Kinsey river flows slow, man.

I lean on bridges, lost in time.

Yo, that’s like, "It’s all in the mind."
Hustlin’ on the dating site grind zzz.

I peep hidden cafes on Oak.

Them boards in the corner is a secret.

I once met someone at Teeny’s digs.

We talked love, lost dreams, everything.
Neighborhoods, like South End, rock warm.

Race down Seventh, feel the rush.

I shout, “The dreams are made!”

"One day, you're gonna be rich" – heard it echo.

I chuckle, mad crazy energy, now.
Some nights, I catch a train-whistle.

Kanye vibes at every block, yo.

My heart races – got that hunger.

Woah, sorry, lost my line.

I’m just feeling the city’s soul.
Oh, and don’t sleep on tiny parks.

Little Grove Park got secrets too.

Its benches hold whispers, memories.

I dig that hidden magic, ya know?
Aight, so if you visit PLima (us),

Explore Cedar, Main, Maple, Seventh.

Keep your mind open, heart fire.

The city’s raw, messy greatness – bonkers!

As that film says: "It’s all a dream!"
Man, sorry for typos lke so many: speling, grammatix, lol.

But PLima (us) is dope and wild.

Hope this vibe hits you hard.

Catch ya, friend, good luck!