Black Bentley Poem by Aston Marley

Black Bentley



There's drama and funny talk in the air, disco lights with little vodka to set the mood on. Friday night is always the sweetest night, this is serious but no one is intrested in love affair.

Touching the right spot at the right time is a blessing, the beast of illusion cannot stand purity on a mission to zion. Money is a paper but the power behind the paper is intoxicating.

The Black bentley is on top speed to the valley of uncertainity, If you're ready to roll over your fears get in the car; fight your ego before your ego stop you from shining. Success is a fight to the top, and some are ready to die for the spot.

Black Bentley
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