Two queens on the scene hearts heavy but bright
Skating on the edge through the shadows of night
Ink-stained dreams in the urban delight
Blazing trails with a spark in the soft candlelight
Life dealt hard hands but they shuffle the deck
Mirror each other's souls in the streets they reflect
Clouds of green haze visions they dissect
Twisted paths intertwined never neglect
Broken glass pasts but they shine like a prism
Eyes locked they rise from the system's schism
In the garden of the city blooming with wisdom
Breath of the mystical in their secret kingdom
Through the hard knocks they find their own groove
In the haze of the night they learn how to move
Turn the struggle to chill every moment they prove
In the shadows and light their lives they improve
Graffiti whispers tales of their journey untold
Hands clasped tight breaking through the cold
Candlelit corners where the secrets unfold
In the realm of the haze they're warriors bold
Rolling papers trace the lines of their fate
Ink drips truth on a midnight slate
Eyes meet in the haze hearts syncopate
In the rhythm of the streets they illuminate
Flicker of a lighter the glow of rebirth
From the cracks in the pavement they rise from the earth
Herbal incense lingers their value their worth
In the matrix of struggle they find their mirth
Through the hard knocks they find their own groove
In the haze of the night they learn how to move
Turn the struggle to chill every moment they prove
In the shadows and light their lives they improve
In the labyrinth of life they find solace in the green
Weaving dreams through the night in a twilight sheen
Spirits intertwined in a world unseen
Turning chaos into calm on the streets they glean
Concrete jungle whispers they carve their own path
In the haze of the dawn they outlast the wrath
Petals of the past in a fragrant aftermath
Elevated by the green they escape the math
Lyrics of the heart in the rhythm of their stride
In the smoke of the moment where their worlds collide
Truths in the whispers nothing left to hide
In the tapestry of struggle they take pride
Streetlight serenades in the echo of their grace
With the touch of the green they find their place
Two queens one kingdom in the city's embrace
In the dance of survival they find their pace
Through the hard knocks they find their own groove
In the haze of the night they learn how to move
Turn the struggle to chill every moment they prove
In the shadows and light their lives they improve
Graffiti whispers tales of their journey untold
Hands clasped tight breaking through the cold
Candlelit corners where the secrets unfold
In the realm of the haze they're warriors bold
Rolling papers trace the lines of their fate
Ink drips truth on a midnight slate
Eyes meet in the haze hearts syncopate
In the rhythm of the streets they illuminate
Flicker of a lighter the glow of rebirth
From the cracks in the pavement they rise from the earth
Herbal incense lingers their value their worth
In the matrix of struggle they find their mirth
Through the hard knocks they find their own groove
They find their own groove
In the haze of the night they learn how to move
They learn how to move
Turn the struggle to chill every moment they prove
Every moment they prove
In the shadows and light their lives they improve
Their lives they improve