All the lame
Will you blame
It is all their shame
As they reflection frame
They came and took your stuff
To fill up their corrupt fatty fluff
But I showed you their false bluff
Now you will see them in handcuff
Which is why you need not bother
When I all of them must smother
When you did not do anything
Confessed in life the true king
They will all rebel to anything
With all that overpriced bling
It is a sickness in their heart
When they overfill that cart
Never doing their true part
But with their soul they part
Why I through you Thius sing
When I all the blessings bring
I will save you under the wing
Cast away those that just cling
In yet another of your realisation
I demonstrate my true justification
With all living things you are friend
Not even weakest fly you will end
The mentally weaker you mend
So many love letters you send
So when they shout die
You never killed my
Asked every why
Chosen to fly
