King
I am a King
I was born into this world to lead and direct
I am here to give the path that has been taketh away from my people
I shall give where there is a lack of giving
I shall feed where there is a lack of feeding
I shall quench the thirst of the thirsty
I am a King
I am a King
I shall not succumb to the negativity thrown upon my people
I refuse to dabble in the things they gave us to kill each other
I refuse to hold the gun sold to us for the massacre of my people
I refuse to sell that crack to my brother who's got five hungry set of eyes starting back at him
I refuse to rob and pillage from my own when we are all fighting the same fight of survival
I am a King
I am a King
Although I grew up myself without a King
I have never regretted that fact for I had a marvelous Queen to guide me through life
Now as I take my rightful throne let me take my people on this path of joy and happiness.
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