Uh-uh, Keep your eye on the screen. This is mind altering. Ignore the lines in between. See the signs we design. We’re redefining your dreams; assigning a mindless grind for the lights and the gleam. Don’t fight it. Nah. Like it. No we don’t change the climate. Obsess with what you drive in. There’s your creative license. Compare your life with other lives. The other side is always greener. Love is blind. Fuck the poor. All is right. All is wrong. Discuss what we want. That stress keeping you up at night? A pill’ll fix it. Get addicted. Side effects: get you sick, or get us richer. Heightened senses? I object. [No, no,] [no, no,] [no, no] don’t look [up, up, up, up,] [up, up, up, up,] [up, up, up, up,] [up, up, up, up.]


I’m dying in a desert like, “If I only had a million dollars… Wait, I cannot drink this?” No. Hope amazon drones are shipping to deserted places. Until then I’m fucked and that million is worthless ain’t it? I can’t explain it. I draw pictures. Y’all can paint ‘em. I lend info. Y’all can take it, or debate it. You can rate it. You can hate it. You can say that I’m your favorite and the greatest. Just don’t say that I ain’t make it in this place if I ain’t A-list. Praise what pays ... Why? Must I repeat my dessert “drink a million” reference? Take this in and let it save you in a second. Now look
[up, up, up, up,] [up, up, up,] [up, up, up,] [up, up, up, up,] [up, up, up, up] [up, up, up] [up, up, up,] [up, up, up, up.]


I take the onus, 'cause it’s meant for me to tell it to your photographic memories. That’s yet to be developed. Let it settle in and start setting new settings in your melon. While it overwrite, the death within your frontal lobe was rendering like, “Done. Done. Upload complete. Upload complete. Upload complete. Done. Done. Upload complete. Upload complete. Done. Done.” Ok, you win. I won’t look up, up, up, up, up. I am a your Pup-pup-pup-pup-puppet. You can fuck whatever you want. I just want stuff. I see it clear. I see Coca-Cola, Pepsi, Motorola. I see Nestle, Guess, Prada, Gucci, Fendi, MTV, ABC, Espys, Netflix, Sony, Disney, Nickelodeon, and NBC. Anything trending. I don’t pray, but wait, “Pray for Paris.” I just put my face on a flag, 'cause, shows that I care, and everyone else on Facebook has it. I want all the money, all the hoes, all the cars, all the clothes, baller life, G6; I don’t know what that is, but I need it. Imma be rich, a G pimp, chill in my yacht ‘til I’m seasick. (See, sick.) Whatever you want, I believe in: A white Jesus. I don’t like Adidas. Prefer Nikes, but I buy Yeezys. Buy all the CDs you tell me to buy. [?] the truth while you selling a lie. One more pop, cake, sugar, GMOs. Fuck diabetes. Mickey D’s 2 for 3? I’ll eat this beef it’s meat to me. I love gossip, TMZ, Blue Ivy’s birthday. HeHeHe. Let me share this meme y’all need to see. Search for a pic, TBT. I want money, more money, and honies that’s cuties. Auto-correct, typo. I meant that are cuties with lipo-. You know the type, those sluts with booty like Kim K. I wanna get laid and get paid. With anyone that touch me, this AK Imma let spray. Brraat! Brraat! Brraat! Getting paid. [slurring as the brain cells die] I said that already, But I’m ready to ball [???] my Ipod [???] Reddit Reddit Reddit Rule the World. World Star. World Star. Look at th-heh-Look at th- beating up a girl, and she’s punching another girl. This shit’s fucking funny



*Note*
I put this in a format I find helpful. I personally prefer sentence structure to bar lines. I believe it helps to understand the content. I did separate the yes's and no's for you, though not rhythmically per se. The only potentially confusing one (the long string of yes's) is 1e&a 2 &a 3 &a 4e&a 1e&a 2 &a 3 &a 4e&a