The (Sol)ar God

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The deranged and to be insane, the logic of the Pinky and the Brain.

To massage the membrane, to inherit the fortune and fame.

But fame comes with a price, it's important to be the new you.

Thas why ur twinflame equates to the number numeral two.


In love with a thought, to catch when ya get caught.

The war we fought, with Sols we bought.

What was taught in school encourages you to be a fool.

To amount to Google, this is supposed to be used as a tool.


Now the third stanza, to be bananas, to go ape shit.

To stay strapped at the hip and too legit to quit.

Is this a game of wit? Let's address this with a raised fist.

You then make a mistake, to "Tsk Tsk," the boy who got hit.

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