Katt Williams

As the piano softly plays

I can feel your truth come to power,

Oh sweet butterfly...

Do you hear the words of Shakespeare

Reincarnated?

For I swear he is a black man

On the corner;

Oh the way you trigger the masses

It feels like a flower

That forever blooms,

And I want to be that flower

In your corner

And there is so much love in the air

Floating like stars in treason

And we feel

As the truth collides

With other truths,

Behold the black Shakespeare

Reincarnated...

Is there a possibility you may be blackballed

Again?

For when the truth comes to power,

Does the flower forever stand?

Or does it bloom in stormy weather?

I shall no longer play pretend.

For I am forever hanging in this dream

With you...

Do you understand the concept of this play?

For many violins play

Yet who is the villain?

I love you forevermore

In this hanging dream I have,

What utter mischief will you get me into

This time?

Forever floating

Like stars in treason...you and I

Am I in love

With the idea

Of a dream,

Or am I in love

With the possibility

Of meeting my match

Someday?

One never knows in this life...