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Written December 11 2014
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Late nights,
never had the stage fright,
keep the butter fly on my shoulders and then I take flight,
peace to K Hite
and all the other photogs,,
who keep the old god, looking star without the botox,
I guess I get a lot of beauty sleep,
asking who is he,
since a teen he had them beauty queens,
tho I prefer them a little different,
get her swerved and lifted,
make her purr in her ignition,
Start the engine,
clark the henchmen,
not to mention
he was called to ball from God in heaven,
a reverend,
sent to lead by example,
to he fly is ample,
his knees they tied an anvil,
to try to keep him down,
these freaking clowns, got the leaking mouth
so he watch who he speak around,
and that’s reeler than the big fish,
who left his small pond to get on but became a big dish,