A workout montage
Like my muscle collage
Gettin’ swole, turnin’ Gold
As my bars, written N the stars
Covered in fairy dust, red like rust
So much (for) stardust – so how about
Angel Dust? Not PCP – the real thing
From cupids like Clarity, Epiphany
Descending’\.upon Me, becoming
Youforia ☮ all glory 2 Her
Rocky Steps