I've returned from the land of the promised
Stomped upon the honors of the nay sayers and the premadonnas
My words that I've spoken are tokens worth hundreds in fourteen different countries
The secret service hunts me
My opposite has formed million dollar conglomerates with the purpose of killing me
But there is no concealing me
My freedom to roam was solidified since time immemorial
I am a King
Deal with it
Sincerely, your friend/enemy/idol/worst nightmare/hope for the future