This is not even fun anymore
They all say at my mental door
When I with them scrub my floor
As their stupidity is a massive bore
To them a meme dank
To me the higher rank
Their mind goes blank
All the ships God sank
Do you not understand the sinning
Things keeping you from winning
It is not because it is so wrong
You will lose the divine song
You think this is hard
Shuffling the all card
It is just a mind ward
Not being the retard
This is not even a lousy trick
But the real God-given magick
Is how it healed away all my sick
Lovingly it gave my heart the kick
Can just go on and on
Until failures are gone
Over losers I have won
Recycling ’til I am done
Only my brilliantly laid wordplay
Everything that I myself do say
It is to me so heavenly given
A divine providence driven
