who are we in reality?
personas made up of trillions of atoms?
personalities attached to that of Hollywood and government systems?
humanity is stitched to the seams of a toxic society as we know it
musical talent decreased to that of 1% of talent
amped up to 101% trend and riches;
21st century; women shackled to studded bras, a skirt with no panty
men shackled to snapbacks, tanks, hightops and fucking bitches
a hormonal white boy making a mark with enhanced vocal chores and unoriginal R&B lyrics
a fake blonde loved by no more than fruitless protests
against long tongues and marijuana limericks
and if I woke up one day and decided to give a rats ass
about the next pretty-boy or daddy's-little-girl that went to jail for a DUI
please shoot me that morning
for to live like that; I would rather die.