The Omicron (War)lock

[the Draç]

Confused on what to use, your intellect two times two.

The timeline defined to color within the lines.

To disguise your lies, you look to buy.

The difficulty is difficult, there's no need to try.

Wake and bake, to smash the birthday cake.

Your bitch that's fake, your girl that is late.

The boy not Zuck, but this Mark sees shame.

Your "tools" are lame, with no money, you can't exchange.

Stay in ur lane, the time is up.

To bring you down, now you give a fuck?

The double-bladed saber, to use protection.

Fuck telling the truth, this is not "One Direction."