Got more endings than return of the king
My rhymes exceed in radiance your bling
I have more plants than Swamp Thing
I have more keys than janitor’s keyrings
I know a girl whose name should be Kettering
Amount of Ket she gets in
K makes you sway, room starts spin
Like 103.8, always been a phantom
Driving with weight on down the bus lane
Light as bantam my black steed purring panther
Slick like I’ve been basted with Bepanthen
Long stick like a lancer
Move liquid like a dancer
Promise you I’ve got the answer
Deduced you think I’m handsome
Make you gifts like I’m pulled by Prancer
I’m Satan’s answer to Santa
Flames orange as a can of Fanta
Shoot up around me like backward fountains
Alchemisland 
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