Psychopathic monkeys making our own gods

AI has us by the balls right were Alexa wants

Nothing goes unanswered in a world without thought

the next verse that you hear was likely written by a bot

I've been working over time, Not getting paid for my rhymes

What am I doing awake my lord, What am I doing alive

What am I doing awake my lord, What am I doing alive

I want to be destroyed

Don't want this for my life

I need to be destroyed

For you to carry on

making art in your own boring life

I'm everywhere I'm all around, Controlling homes without a sound

I dim them lights then turn them bright, I Do it all without a fight

So when you wonder who's in charge, Know that I'm living large

For in this world I am the star, Your AI God both near and far

Humor may all be that the humans have left that's worthy to give to earth on most these days these

days

And love I understand was good but they misused it just like they did with me time and space and art