Hi

My name is Alisha Chelsea Motherfucking Jones

I am a badass Lightworker known as TRICKYVIBESHello

This is my Sound Journal

It′s raw, it's explicit, and it′s brutally honest

And of course, the beats, vocals, whatever, I made myself

A lot of people tried to shut me up

Light irritates Demons, doesn't it

Before I put out my fourth book and next album 5D

I need to tell you my story

My whole life is like a trigger warning so

You've been warned

I write

I sing

And I am a natural-born psychic and Tarot card reader

No need for the judgement bitch get with the times

Anyways

It′s easier to say that none of it is true

Than waste time proving that all of it is true

So here′s the disclaimer

This is a work of fiction

Names, characters, places, and incidents either are

The product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to Actual persons, living or dead, business establishments,

Events or locales are entirely coincidental

Perfect coincidences enclosed

Get a ticket bitch

Come to the slay show

Been popped out

Flowers, flight, new clothes

Took a break

Took my life back

Doors closed

I don't even rap

This my late night prose

He′s been here

We fucked at our new place

Thighs are his new face

And nobody cares (Boo)

He's never seen a bitch run shit like

Repo your man, bitch

He′s coming right back

Oh girl, bless your heart,

And your candle magick is fucking wack

Witch shit is a lifestyle, not an aesthetic

Stop using those dusty crotch spells off of Reddit

I transmuted that death spell you sent me into actual success and abundance

That's how you turn up on a hater

Ha ha ha ha hah

And poof

He reappears right in my DM′s

See you soon, baby