Prognosis

King Author

 

He wrote it,
Rolled it,
Smoked it then spoke it,
Like Moses he's been chosen to split oceans and sling slogans from the Most High God of the poem.
......Fuck my doctor's bogus diagnosis of psychosis.....
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