This is how I spit it raw
Got the critics
Going aw naw he didn’t
It’s all about bling and ice
In this push button paradise
Paper over problems
Until terror strikes
Traded freedom for convenience
Leaders left us bleeding
Go into debt and be them
Buy everything now on credit
Gig workers living lives they can’t edit
Amazon is schizophrenic
Trample on rights for bread it’s
Manufactured monopoly
Catch up on Facebook
As it destroys democracy
We can’t live like this,
2.5 kids and shit
Isolated in our own bubbles
So fragmented from one another
They turned us into numbers
Got caught in slumber
Lost in the spectacle
Sedated by chemicals,
Endless tv turned us all into vegetables
This is what happens when you put the rich on pedestals


Liberate your mind
It’s about time
We came in from the cold
Assigned these toxic roles
We climb out of the hole
It ain’t all about the dough
Break free from the capitalist mold

Inflation getting higher
Make it hard on the buyer
Prices catch fire
And rise faster than income
For far too long we been dumb
Praying for better outcomes
But settling for breadcrumbs
The cost of living through the roof
Unemployment spikes cause a cashless society rules
Machines making workers obsolete,
Corporate downsizing, we murder the beast
Is it sane to submit to an insane situation
Wage enslavement is mass derangement
Global supply chains sick of waiting
In the system our faith is shaken,
There’s no purpose in consumption
Without their phones, most folks couldn’t function
So question your assumptions
We’re even giving babies computers
Training them to be the next consumers
Our arrogance will be our undoing

Liberate your mind
It’s about time
We came in from the cold
Assigned these toxic roles
We climb out of the hole
It ain’t all about the dough
Break free from the capitalist mold


They jail or kills off the strongest and brightest
Leaving conformists to inherit the kingdom of midas
When everything you touch turns to gold
Beware, golden apples will choke your throat
Sand through the hourglass
Who fell through the cracks,
The tired the poor the huddle mass
The rich turn their backs and wash their hands
Capitalist supply meets impractical demands
Turn the whole world into sacrificial lambs
Claiming they care, they don’t give a damn
The working poor slave under bosses command
fast food poison, clothes that are second hand
This fucked up world like sinking in quicksand
Most too distracted to understand
We’re inherited a technological wasteland