Devil Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

You're wanted number one in heaven posted; acclaiming this reality of his world: stating factors about its actualities that never exist.

Once exposed, you attempt to make this lie the truth, creating your own imagined version of this false actuality: projecting your selfish intents pertaining to its thought.

You convinced others that you were a great seer; detailing your viewpoint was foreseen ahead of their occurrence: using the various changes promoting yourself.

You became the outcast having to live and fulfill your statements about being locked in your demented creation.

Your attacking rage that blankets others, terminating any who you consider lesser: killing innocent lives to prove that you are superior.