"Only these poets know whether their poem is finished or whether it will continue to evolve... [the working title of this poem was Aqua Watta, but it quickly became about something else]Black Hawk SquadGoin to the clubRollin on the dubsBangin in the subsMakin lubGot girls on deckGot my squad/Show respectKeepin h8ters in checkIf you want it just flexGotta lottaBotta wattaGotta lotta dollasShotta v" . . . .