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HOMME MAD Have you ever asked yourself where the world is inside the solar system? Like, where are we? Like, where does the planet sit amongst all the stars? Who knows, it's a super brain freeze But an easier question than that is to ask yourself Where we sit in the sea of art history Like, that's tangible, that's man-made Man-made art, so the history of it, we fit in Another like, sort of framework to dwell on is, like, where do we live? You know, you live in a house I guarantee the house that you grew up in is what you define as a house But, for someone that grew up on the opposite side of the world What they grew up in, they think of as a house A kitchen, a living room, a roof, a door, etcetera Just shit to think about, you know Whole bullet point is, the world inside it is man-made It's all metaphoric, man has flaws Man loves power, everything is man-made And, what's more dangerous than that? But, as I digress
Writer(s): Virgil Abloh, Kaelin Ellis, Wasalu Muhammad Jaco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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