What would happen if Kanye West was given the ability to fly

5 The soles of His feet were lifted off the ground by a sudden gust of wind, and behold, He did not fall, but He hovered a cubit off the ground and slowly, but surely He rose.

6 The sun shone upon His graceful figure, and as He continued past the barren branches of the winter trees, He uttered two words: “I fly.”

7 All who watched marveled as He stretched out His arms, His golden ornaments dangling upon His wrists, and He sharply lowered His bronze chin and gazed upon the inhabitants of the earth.

8 We cried, “Forgive us, oh Kanye, for our faith was weak, and our insolent doubts many. Forgive us for your blindness, for we knew not who you were.”

9 He did not answer.

10 We cried once more, with conviction, “Forgive us for our taunts, for they were many, forgive us for our sincerity, for it was not.”

11 His unflinching, unwavering gaze pierced our hearts, and our voices were heard even in the barren lands of Jersey as we shouted as one, “We see and believe!”

12 He raised the palm of His right hand, the sunlight glinting off His many holy rings, and we fell into silence.

13 He rapped, “Forgiveness is granted to the few, who dare ask of it like you.”

14 We who heard this weak rhyming scheme dared not question Him. We dared not answer Him, for fear had descended upon us.

15 He rapped, “What say you?”

16 We shouted as one voice, “We ask of your forgiveness, oh Kanye, forgive us!”

17 There was a flash of bright, blinding light, and we all cowered and sought to shield our naked eyes.

18 When we rose, He had gone, the skies were clear and He was nowhere to be seen.

19 And behold, a sudden sound boomed from the heavens, and some said, it is thunder, and others said, it is the base track for Kanye’s last album.

20 But the faithful heard a voice, a voice which spoke thus, “Why do you do search the skies so, forgiven ones? For in this same manner Kanye shall descend again.”

21 And we who heard this voice wept loudly, and sought solace in our hearts by turning up My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy on our iPods.