Preach to the Converted

I be discreet and to be ugly You think you've got it all right You're just a preacher to your monkeys It's time to get in line I just think you're lost you've got Time to bide in your odious algo life You panic scream your faux war Knowledge it's as though you impress all the time It makes us weep to think that a comrade becomes an enemy in line So come on then you social warrior who do you wanna fight? Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted I got caught up asserting my rights as some countries starve in war Humanity is judged by its value to represent you and more It makes us bleak to think all required is formidable respect for all Even a double black belt social warrior doesn't know who to brawl Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted Preach to the converted