To any concerned Who, I am the solar savior;
Mr. Coolest of Cool, peep my polar behavior:
I see—icy, frozen ponds of prose in bonds.
Got no time to dispute over pros and cons.
POOF! ABRACADABRA! I chose my wand…
BOOM! Shattering matter; my flow’s the bomb.
Roll stones from the tomb, son, I rose the GOD.