Implement, we plan, the adderall effect so great.
Sacrificing souls, on a stake, His let alone fate.
The Jinns, that burn, they then, shake and bake.
On a stake, for His sake, the God that continues to negate.
Up state, we warn, the gold is then raked.
For once, we ride, we open the crate.
No more pain, we lie, we level with the ground.
The Marijuana, then smoked, we then, looking for pounds.
The President Buer, that then, continues to Crown.
The Duke Bathin, playing the once lost, lost and found.
Now you know that the plan will eventually succeed.
This is for my geanies, we then, weed out the weeds.
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