Moldy Currency

I'll write against chat GPT You can feel on these nuts and bolts
Could never imitate perfect human articulation brazen fiends that see colors and lights
A simple PC could never perceive Maybe write a couple words to see
But without the human brain, what is there to believe

God shows truth through time and Satan spits lies
With tongues of snakes through drugs and rape and false accusations
So much sayins w so much baggage to be unpacked
Folded and placed back, shaped like placemats, that's mine, I'll take that

Artificial intelligence coded with forced insemination
And depopulation could never stand outside itself To realize the mistakes it's making
But dumb motherfuckers running the Googles And the A to Z station
Won't listen to Musk Cause he's a goddamn racist

(Whatever the fuck that means)

I don't know what's going on with the world
I'm sure if God looked, he would spit us up and hurl

Maybe we'll see a thing or two
Maybe we'll learn a lesson
Since the past don't tell the truth no more
It's in the hands of the victors

Victims passed off like old bread and moldy
currency
All these oldies hurting me cause we had it so good
And now you blowing me with sharp teeth and pleasantries

False presidencies and churchgoers thinking they better than me
Still supporting Disney after all the child predatory
Action packed scenes in movies propagating actionless factions
Lackluster fashion, fake smiles and fake brackets

Who's the real winner if the system puts him at the top
Who's the real winner if all that money does is rot
Who's the real loser when the system puts him at the top
Who's the real loser when all that money does is rot

I think what's wrong with the world is no one loves they family no more
They want the fame and glory, forgettin about pride Engorging themselves with jewels and dollars
Solo dolo living, ever lacking feeling Racks pack empty ceilings
Rats flow through the building, lies run your thoughts

Schizophrenic patterns, hypnographic status
Always be the baddest, infamous for rapping
Now I'm falling off, emptyin my sadness
Implementin madness, daily dose of vices

Supplemented by my management
Let's plan an O.D
Oh,
Here comes the passion

Where were all my fans at when I was crying out for help
Where were all my friends at when I was out hurting myself
If I'm gonna walk on ice then I might as well dance
So I stood up for my word and prayed to God for warmth

I only been here 20 years so you all think I'm ignorant
The vision's been blurry, the blizzard's clearing out
I've been learning shit
most importantly I know I know nothing at all

I don't know what's wrong with the world
But I'm sure if God looked, he'd be appalled