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You are what you drink and I am an alien,Β 

and I don't mean Canadian, or Scandinavian,Β  or even Arabian,

I'm from the planet of Titanium,Β 

Β There is no restraining him, flow off the cranium,

What did you say to them? Roccing the stadium,Β 

Hurricane Fiona, an outbreak of Ebola,Β 

Israeli soldiers murdered a news reporter,Β 

The Federal reserve hiked interest rates by more than 3 quarters,Β 

He gave the order, so run for the border,

escalate the war and now they shelling every corner,Β 

Maybe I’m Crazy if that’s what you want to believe,Β 

Or maybe it was you who was deceived like Eve,Β 

Typhoon in Japan, Woman’s revolution in Iran,Β 

The man don’t understand, she’s doing the best that she can,Β 

It’s two thousand and twenty-two, and you can’t tell us what to do,Β 

Me I’m doing gravy training intensely hard on the daily,Β 

But my thoughts and prayers go out to you locked in a cage Brittney baby,Β 

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