II. Superego

Don't step to me! You're worthlessly empty, unless you see
That going from gritty to integrity
Should be our whole goal, Id. It's such a pity
to be monstrous. I'm calling for six cups of conscience
That's the new recipe
It'll make you rethink and review tendencies
You worry bout glee, I live through legacy

Ego, pay no mind to what Id wants to sell you with his sales pitch
He is just a weak joke
What we want entails wits, not control so feeble
Not hard to unveil which mindset is more lethal
Although both our roles are cerebral, what began in the fetal
Is unequal to my skill. He's the fecal while I'm regal
Who to kill? We may share a space in your skull, but you pick the sequel...



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Writer(s): Vincent Brown
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