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God King


I know I'm a God I know I'm a king I know I'm anything I want to be one more time I know I'm a God I know I'm a king I'm anything I want to be Made in God's image that's what they say in the Bible but yet its blasphemy if I say I'm a god I didn't say I'm the God I said that I'm a god which means that I embrace the fact that I was made by God because he gave me the power to be me He gave me free will to be anything I want to be to do anything I want to do and what do I choose to be not a hoodrat not a gangster not a crackhead not a thug or mugger I choose to be a god I choose to be a king I choose to be anything I want to be So you look at me and say well you might not look that much like a god you might not look that much like a king but see that's the trick because I open all of my eyes even the third one on my forehead and if you can't see through your third eye then to me you're blind Think about it anybody who was ever king wasn't born to be a king now I know there were dynasties and people were born into being kings and queens princes and princesses but no one started off as a king you got to rise to power And that doesn't happen overnight you gotta fight for the right just to be yourself King or queen let your haters melt and as you stand on your throne look how far you come and stand proud and acknowledge that you are a god
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