I don't wanna waste another breath

But it's weighing on my chest

So I'm basically a mess

Reading up on all the stupid theories on the internet

Hoping it would make a little sense

Fat chance of that happening

Shit's on fire like Billy Madison

Truth is out there now Gillian Anderson

Everyone's racist. Really? That again?

It's a safe bet I play favorites

Imagine they put white folk in they cages

Imagine black kids brought the AK's in

To those schools and they shot at Caucasians

Hate the elite with cash on your mind

You ordered that sign off of amazon prime

No vaccine but a can of coke's fine

No microchip but you can't be offline

Just because somebody made a meme

It doesn't mean they didn't string you along

Just because it coincides with your beliefs

It doesn't mean that it's the truth you on

Just because a person looks a certain way

It doesn't mean them or you is wrong

I remember when you posted all those fuckin

Lies before you hated q-Anon

You'll never admit you got duped by eight-chan

Shaped by Putin-ized game plans

Y'all just scrutinize science and beautify ray bans

I used to love ignorance

Now I can't stay in the same room

Can't regard any as innocent

Not by the color of their Jesus

On my Kodiak to bring the homies back to truth and only that

I won't hold you back from learning

go attach the proof your story lacks

I don't need a corny hat or no reaction from a goofy orange man

I know that my phone is hacked and I got power to ignore the ads

It's not like I'm allergic to a little bit of tough love

But I'm sick of the repercussions that it has

On my psyche haven't precisely figured What's up

I should be able to function without sacrificing

Acting like a fuck up right?

I think I believe in nothing though and

That's the scape goat I use to deal

Cause it's totally fuckin possible that nothing is real

I'm good, though, Cuz if its all a simulation I got this

And if it's not then we should stop the robotics

I'm betting you think I'm talking machines

But it's more the routines of human beings that Profit

While I'm working so hard I feel like everybody's laughing

So I start to go dark and can't Stop it!

I feel like a fiend concentrating on hits

When I should concentrate on being legit but I'm toxic

The pressure on my shoulders is getting out of hand

Fingering the man Heading off to get a

Leg up on the competition but I can barely stand

Seems I Got to Arm myself to the teeth

To get my foot in the door, but even still

Thick skin can sometimes be an Achilles heel