We used to be chained to block, now they got us on blockchain
Niggas getting played, but its not a game
Its A lot of suit and ties, that Got us choosing sides
Refute lies to live like the Most High, not fruit flies
Hand to mouth, lands in a drought
Conforming to a system that recruits you if you standing out
Cant be no individual wins…
When they tryna make our children into digital twins…google.
I rap rhymes…and live like frugal
In the end times, my lines are like a bugle
Country like a jail, turning minds into tombs
Panopticons been designed for the wombs
Reading our emotions, face scans on the Zoom
Atlanta in surveillance, but we dance like buffoons
Division between mans and womans
and the children looking for us to stand…
and niggas Stan over coons?
Japanese Moonshot Goals at ya dome
Smart furniture being moved in ya homes
Synthetic humans, getting fused with with ya clone
But you think africans tryna get you out ya zone
Niggas so caught up in last years struggle
When opps plot to make your whole family a hustle
Folks been so groomed to live their life full of fear
They overlook pipelines from cradle to career
Career to the grave…they got it all made
And even then…they turn your avatar to a slave
Acting hard aint gonna get us nothing but a bullet
Rebuilding what we need will help us live to the fullest
Miltarized games at USC…
Weaponized narratives will have us doomed at sea
Speak in Code for all the geniuses that groove like me
To help illuminate the underworld that you dont see