This time a rhyme I write
But no song no doubt
Now, maybe a dropout...
But not down, not out
Henceforth, less sleep on the couch
For consistently, the books I browse
But no school, nor convocation gown
For the Ford, Elon and malcolm in Me, aroused
Hence a little devout
If I may, then build the empire I desire, make it sound
Then scout and espouse My spicy Spouses
My fantastic four, wow... The Fela in Me aroused
Ambition tall, Peter Crouch
But We're devout
And not down, not out
This time a rhyme I write
But no song, no doubt
For I am AAwuroshi'ye
My personality, My crown 👑
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