The Gist

It's become evident, humans are irrelevant
Think we're heaven-sent, but where's the evidence?
Evolved out of the sediment, then wrote a couple testaments
About benevolence. Still destroy ourselves with our own negligence
So say something preachy. Say something bout all of the greedy
Not helping the needy. Say something bout Nietzsche
Say something bout Egos. Let's take all the problems that we know
And heave-ho, drop them all on Latinos
As the news feed grows, our soundness erodes
Tweak mode, we so quick to see foes
That a man who's en route for a fine night's walk
Might find his way into an outline of chalk
Well, this type of talk, I'm so sad it's a habit
My mind is erratic and bounces off walls
I've just had it with all these dramatics
Seems "Life is traumatic" amounts to DEFAULT

Yo this verse is a list
Of quick words so don't miss
As I blurt, beep, and spit
Starting first here then shift
Root to third to the fifth
Chordal nerd in the midst
Of my work on these lips
As absurd as it is

It's still worth all the risk
To bring hurt to your wit
Been uncured of this sick-
Ness and cursed to resist
I don't thirst to get rich
Prefer dirt when I sit
Undeterred by what's hip
Give the world this here gift

To encourage you with
Help the herd to resist
To alert and assist
Can be terse when I'm pissed
But won't serve not a fist
Introvert pacifist
Now the perfect plot twist
If it were to exist

I am certain consists
Of the worst type of bliss
As the Earth, it gets flipped
All the turf would just lift
The observable, fixed
Universe would eclipse
And disperse into mist
Then all burst. Get the gist?



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Brown
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