Friday, 22 April 2016

Worship Prince



Apparently, I ain't shit.
I get fooled, doomed, and bypassed.
Prince wasn't with the sh1ts.
You couldn't fool Prince.

Maybe he's the want meant for Egyptian Worship.

I've had visions of him at the pyramids, getting ready.

I'm too flighty for it.
I've been with too many women.
I'm two-faced.
I double-talk.

Or, I could have an opinion, and am too intimidated to share it.

Or, I could be getting censored.

Regardless, the man of the hour is Prince.
I'm not jealous of him.

Major.

Without Prince, I probably wouldn't be as bold as I am.

I'm just saying.
I can admit when I'm beat.





~follow the buzzards~

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