Mr. Black

Mr. Black

You all
frequency

The crowds
after you

For the
lucky ‘God’

You know
it

And so
do they

Ohh, what
a match

Planes and
Choppers

From the
heaven above

The fast
Ferrari

All red
and fierce

Vrooom, liftin
you off
the ground

The Hawker
passin by

Eatin you
like a
fish

It’s a
long line

Not even
the loo

Enjoy’s the
attention

You on
the throne

With they
paintin you
black

So Mr. Black,
you soon
would be
all dust

What you
gonna do?

Caution: This might be all theory

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