Lyrics

Let me introduce you to the greatest illusion we call the circus
Where nothing never new, just regurgitated no first is.
And where my brothers and sister are stuck in a system that's waiting when the first is
With options so diverse-less
And really it's just tragic
So I went to the store said give me them problems go head a bag it
It get a little heavy so I sat it down
you know just carrying the weight of the word around
So I'll catch a ride
I wave for the taxi tell him to stop
He hit the gas, he accessory to the plot
I'm just out here tryna build our mental plot
And if they do the opposite they working for them psyops
And so I do the biopsies to drop seeds
And I keep a keen eye out for them pharisees
So I take the 2-10 home that's equivalent the feet
With a smile on my face cause the conclusions no defeat.