By Abpoetry
If you think that the weather's real,
then you really smokin' vapors,
trap us with the snowstorms, then collect the papers,
Get bombarded by a hurricane that lasts for 3 days,
Then come back out of nowhere for 1 day,
Don't make no sense,
Oh N.A.S.A. , No You mean (not a space agency),
Makes all the fake ass clouds , ya' mind in vacancies,
They can see,
The more clouds they make steadily blocks the sun from
9 ether beings , 9 times out of 10,
We can't be wall-E,
Not enough.
RFID chips in raindrops that can't stop me,
Used to be afraid of these storms now they don't like me,
Datas been collected , the weather is protection,
The ancestors are back to fold the devil ,
No hype beast.
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