Ashes
I don't wanna waste another breath
But it's weighing on my chest
So I'm basically a mess
Reading up on all the stupid theories on the internet
Hoping it would make a little sense
Fat chance of that happening
Shit's on fire like Billy Madison
Truth is out there now Gillian Anderson
Everyone's racist. Really? That again?
It's a safe bet I play favorites
Imagine they put white folk in they cages
Imagine black kids brought the AK's in
To those schools and they shot at Caucasians
Hate the elite with cash on your mind
You ordered that sign off of amazon prime
No vaccine but a can of coke's fine
No microchip but you can't be offline
Just because somebody made a meme
It doesn't mean they didn't string you along
Just because it coincides with your beliefs
It doesn't mean that it's the truth you on
Just because a person looks a certain way
It doesn't mean them or you is wrong
I remember when you posted all those fuckin
Lies before you hated q-Anon
You'll never admit you got duped by eight-chan
Shaped by Putin-ized game plans
Y'all just scrutinize science and beautify ray bans
I used to love ignorance
Now I can't stay in the same room
Can't regard any as innocent
Not by the color of their Jesus
On my Kodiak to bring the homies back to truth and only that
I won't hold you back from learning
go attach the proof your story lacks
I don't need a corny hat or no reaction from a goofy orange man
I know that my phone is hacked and I got power to ignore the ads
It's not like I'm allergic to a little bit of tough love
But I'm sick of the repercussions that it has
On my psyche haven't precisely figured What's up
I should be able to function without sacrificing
Acting like a fuck up right?
I think I believe in nothing though and
That's the scape goat I use to deal
Cause it's totally fuckin possible that nothing is real
I'm good, though, Cuz if its all a simulation I got this
And if it's not then we should stop the robotics
I'm betting you think I'm talking machines
But it's more the routines of human beings that Profit
While I'm working so hard I feel like everybody's laughing
So I start to go dark and can't Stop it!
I feel like a fiend concentrating on hits
When I should concentrate on being legit but I'm toxic
The pressure on my shoulders is getting out of hand
Fingering the man Heading off to get a
Leg up on the competition but I can barely stand
Seems I Got to Arm myself to the teeth
To get my foot in the door, but even still
Thick skin can sometimes be an Achilles heel
But it's weighing on my chest
So I'm basically a mess
Reading up on all the stupid theories on the internet
Hoping it would make a little sense
Fat chance of that happening
Shit's on fire like Billy Madison
Truth is out there now Gillian Anderson
Everyone's racist. Really? That again?
It's a safe bet I play favorites
Imagine they put white folk in they cages
Imagine black kids brought the AK's in
To those schools and they shot at Caucasians
Hate the elite with cash on your mind
You ordered that sign off of amazon prime
No vaccine but a can of coke's fine
No microchip but you can't be offline
Just because somebody made a meme
It doesn't mean they didn't string you along
Just because it coincides with your beliefs
It doesn't mean that it's the truth you on
Just because a person looks a certain way
It doesn't mean them or you is wrong
I remember when you posted all those fuckin
Lies before you hated q-Anon
You'll never admit you got duped by eight-chan
Shaped by Putin-ized game plans
Y'all just scrutinize science and beautify ray bans
I used to love ignorance
Now I can't stay in the same room
Can't regard any as innocent
Not by the color of their Jesus
On my Kodiak to bring the homies back to truth and only that
I won't hold you back from learning
go attach the proof your story lacks
I don't need a corny hat or no reaction from a goofy orange man
I know that my phone is hacked and I got power to ignore the ads
It's not like I'm allergic to a little bit of tough love
But I'm sick of the repercussions that it has
On my psyche haven't precisely figured What's up
I should be able to function without sacrificing
Acting like a fuck up right?
I think I believe in nothing though and
That's the scape goat I use to deal
Cause it's totally fuckin possible that nothing is real
I'm good, though, Cuz if its all a simulation I got this
And if it's not then we should stop the robotics
I'm betting you think I'm talking machines
But it's more the routines of human beings that Profit
While I'm working so hard I feel like everybody's laughing
So I start to go dark and can't Stop it!
I feel like a fiend concentrating on hits
When I should concentrate on being legit but I'm toxic
The pressure on my shoulders is getting out of hand
Fingering the man Heading off to get a
Leg up on the competition but I can barely stand
Seems I Got to Arm myself to the teeth
To get my foot in the door, but even still
Thick skin can sometimes be an Achilles heel
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Writer(s): Sean Amsing
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