[Spoken Word: Big Rube]
Roads only control those who move with limitation
Not true seekers of boundless existence
Who's mission is elevation through endless innovation
By the spectacular almost miraculous creation
For universal communication
With music and verse we can move a nation
Toward social augmentation
To the reverse the strengthening weakness
And feel the cracks our people are seeping through
Now seeking to crumble it's foundation
The reality's virtual reinterpretation
Our will to care is being takеn
Allowing the edification of an entirе generation's decimation
A web has been woven that must be unraveled
So this road to nowhere we can no longer travel