“I danced with the Devil in Kathmandu , I came hummin’ and blastin’ with the boogaloo too. Now I declare,most solemnly , even the Prince of Darkness knows better than to fuck with me” Robyn-
What a cool paragraph , bad ass chick right there, some spiritual level of pep talk, I dig it.
You were raised to believe in spiritual warfare and all the goofy fairytales taking place behind the scenes. ANd if Satan is the prince of darkness, the fallen angel of music and creation, well… who’s the King?
Who’s that big baddy ? Who be Satan’s daddy? Who dat bitch kneel down before?
It’s me,,,it’s probably me, right?
I knew it all along.
Jokes…. none of that is real, probably not, still a loophole in the story. A misplaced title. “Prince”
Prince of darkness.
Conjures intense imagery aye? Some shadowy figure standing over a battlefield of angels and demons, ” the prince of darkness”….
I’m just trying to pay my taxes nigga. Don’t really give a fuck bout yo fairytales nomore.
Bunch of head shit, mind poison for the kiddies, something to be afraid of, something to race through their tender little minds as they lay in bed… lie in bed? I always fuck that one up…
Time is the only god, Chronos.
Perhaps Earth, Earth matters a bit, and food, and water…
Everything else just wants your money, your cocksucking mother fucking god damn money.
Just like evvvverything else….
The Prince prints paper,,,perpetually plagiarizing paragraphs of pretend purpose . Pushing and pulling poor peoples pockets,
“this Little Piggy got a house made of bricks, huff and puff bitch you ain’t blowing down shit”- Despot
Not a bad rapper (for a white guy)
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