Ooooooo, what a spectacular life Sounds like these keyboard warriors convinced they're so hilarious, Trapped inside cheap tempered glass Just pixelated prisoners, Your reality at a glance, Leaching earth and all her inhabitants, Ignorant losers using sign languages Critics deep in webs of dark Low level IQ, Artificially intelligent Pay my dues, do my due-diligence, To play your game would be delirious, Instead dismiss you dying degenerates, Denying you freaks its effortless Superficial, uncountable, zero, amounts existenceless. Damn, these frequencies give me a reason to believe and breathe, So read between the lines, my lips about to spit some treason, leaving heathens with these teachings, no not even surgery could intervene from bleeding, pleading with the convict cant prevent these lesions Wavelengths vibrate straight through me, now I'm stripteasing, be this magic...? Maaan, Where's the mic! How bout we put it all together, we deliver some hype, coming out from Massey 416 I'm seeking the heights! Sometimes in life, Time pass us by, Begins to fly, even glide, Especially when THC get trapped behind wide eyes, Giving you the illusion, your losing altered time, Then it becomes a cycle despite, A continuum of delays, Running around lost never found, Just try to find a way to escape, Questioning your purpose on this earth, lost in a maze "I hear it's a good day for a race!" "what race, the one where they drive around in circles, you mean the V8's Na man; The displaced human race, the rat race, the alienated kings and their salves Who by the way can only coexist thanks to greed, power, a cage, racism repeatedly phased, age after age through time and space!...