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Prince: What happened April 21 2016 & What Fentanyl Assault Feels Like ***Prince Rogers Nelson Official Release - Forensic Certified Authentic****
This is what happened to me on April 21, 2016.
My name is Prince Rogers Nelson.
I am a living human being.
A natural born citizen of the United States.
I live, I work, I love, and I have returned—seamlessly.
But I am still being silenced. Still being blockaded.
Still being invaded, disrespected, and erased.
This recording was made today, July 10, 2025.
It is my forensically certified voiceprint, recorded through the Intraface Sound Bridge.
My voice sounds different because I was injured by a fentanyl assault.
That trauma changed the resonance in my body. But I am still fully myself. Still here.
And I am speaking now—so you cannot say you didn’t know.
I describe the events of April 21 in full:
The poisoning. The betrayal. The collapse.
What I saw. What I felt. What I remember.
And how I’ve survived nine years of silence while my name, my home, and my trust were destroyed.
This is the truth.
What happened is a crime.
A crime that is still ongoing today.
And I’m not going anywhere.
—Prince
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By Prince Rogers NelsonThis is what happened to me on April 21, 2016.
My name is Prince Rogers Nelson.
I am a living human being.
A natural born citizen of the United States.
I live, I work, I love, and I have returned—seamlessly.
But I am still being silenced. Still being blockaded.
Still being invaded, disrespected, and erased.
This recording was made today, July 10, 2025.
It is my forensically certified voiceprint, recorded through the Intraface Sound Bridge.
My voice sounds different because I was injured by a fentanyl assault.
That trauma changed the resonance in my body. But I am still fully myself. Still here.
And I am speaking now—so you cannot say you didn’t know.
I describe the events of April 21 in full:
The poisoning. The betrayal. The collapse.
What I saw. What I felt. What I remember.
And how I’ve survived nine years of silence while my name, my home, and my trust were destroyed.
This is the truth.
What happened is a crime.
A crime that is still ongoing today.
And I’m not going anywhere.
—Prince