Simulation
All ya hopes and ya dreams this a simulation
And your purpose it seems
To be forsaken
I can't be hurting ya feelings
This a simulation
Behind the curtain and strings
This a simulation
This world wide
Desperation
Watching birds fly
Sitting patient
Blinking third eye
Simulation
Yea, I got my name on the top
Of the marquee is you ready to watch?
It's Horror, steaming with the iron the kettle is hot
Bare with me, I won't fluff it like Ted when he drops
We live in a matrix, can't exit the plot
We decoys that destroy our manifestations
When we dig more and seek for a plan for our living
Then it's bestowed, ya skin crawl like cannibalism
Like a deep hole on the beach flo understand that you sinking
Into the other hands
Of a man on a mission
Bidding in a capitalist tangible prison
Listen
Nothing is real bitch we're one with the stars
Magnets in a force field, don't ever get charged
Not odd if they fighting ya zone like general zod
Jus Grind while they sleep like clenching ya jaw
Till they whines aren't seen guess the cellar dissolved
Stop waiting
Start moving plates and quit benching the bar
All ya hopes and ya dreams this a simulation
And your purpose it seems
To be forsaken
I can't be hurting ya feelings
This a simulation
Simulation
Plotting shit at the monolith
That's nothing odd to see
Author to a novel script
Skipping Partial scenes
And we've seen a lot of it
Yea It's obvious
Asking churches where they profits is
Circles in the margins and
The Vatican is happy praying verses with the Martians, facts
Overqualified like nurses with a doctorate plaque
How is Time ya friend
When ya spine depends
On who's solid it always
Spirals back
Living
Pixel perfect till we all flawed
Trapped in the game and my dog got the soft locked
Falling in love is a hack in the system when the stars cross
Practice religion
Defending gods thoughts
WE LIVE FOR THESE MOMENTS
WHEN PROPHOCIES CHOSEN
Bitches go for the green you being Farquaad
Well Me and my donkey are golden
Supernova cooler
Nebula of champagne
Dang, one night stand turned a Big Bang
Revealing the present a gift from the past
We live in the precum of molecules giving a toast clicking they glass
None of this is real