Reality that hits, the goyim seldom dreams.
The appendix is straight, unlike the lil spleen.
It leans with rights, the ape like King Kong.
Alienate love, smoking the Billabong.
The song that kills, it hurts to write.
Understanding God, and how to be bright.
The cash that flows, opposite of love.
Not giving a fuck about a Zeta Reiticulian Bug.
The lady that comes, who knows no bounds.
Bound to spirit, Christ then found.
Unbound for a price, I pay to pretend.
A girl who doesnt understand the color of her skin.
The white in me, battles with the black.
In fact, with love, the Moon then stacks.
Albino Reptilian who sacrifices to the Sun.
And they still think the Kid is the one with the gun.
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