Yo, welcome to White-Center (us)!

Streets buzz with life.

Main St. electrifies my soul.

I chill near Baldwin Park.

River Blue trickles by, real chill.

"Oye, hablamos, amore!" like Talk to Her.

I must break you, baby!

I run pleasure sessions roughly here.

Local spots rock, trust me.

Ain’t no fancy uptown nonsense.
I love sneakin’ down 5th Ave.

Sidewalk cafeterias spark mad ideas.

I often improvise sessions there.

Wheeee, magic everywhere, man!

Got lost near old Elm St.

It got me so hyped.

Bruh, view there is epic.
White-Center vibes unpredictable.

Skyscrapers glisten under neon dreams.

Hidden murals echo "te quiero" vibes.

I laugh, cry, and break rules.

"Talk to her" echoes in corners.

She fights like a warrior, ya dig?
Parks play host to tamarind trees.

I sit, vibe, and just be.

Honest confessions under cotton skies.

Damn, those sunsets blow my mind.

Cozy crannies hide secret art.

Crazy murals made by local geniuses.
Oh, and check out River Bend.

Sidewalk artists spout wild poetry.

I once got mad over noise.

The moment was surreal dull and raw.

Prices here are real cheap luck.

Totally lit nights, sweet scenes.
Call me quirky, but juss do it.

I sometimes slip into biz tones.

Man, there’s magic in my ways.

I got typos lovin' the moment:
White-Center (us) is endless chaos.

Totes got mad love.

Come feel the heat and vibe.

Peace out and ride the wave!