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I’m sorry Mr. Jackson.

Ooh!  I am for real!

We never meant to shape your harder life

I apologize a trillion times…

                   but wait…

I had to stop myself ’cus that would be like plagiarism

I wish people quit houndin your name with all this hater-ism

You deserved better ’cus you changed the game for the today

You also changed the texture of your skin but who are we to say?

That you were wrong for that ‘cus we weren’t the ones walking in your shoes

Instead the press stayed in your business and exploited your issues

And had you on the news

Talkin’ bout you crazy, and you lost it but who could fill your shoes?

It takes alot to become the King of Pop

And the way you glided ‘cross the floor as if you was was a Swiffer mop

You moonwalked backwards yet you was on the top

Its sad for us to miss you, required your body to drop

But its still cool ‘cus your soul ascended to Heaven last June

Now you entertain Our Father with with your baddest catchy tunes

You taught the world “It Doesn’t Matter if Your Black or White”

And you was right so now the world should have your back for life.