[Verse]
The end is here even though it appears farther
Putting up them blinds really only makes ‘em peer harder
Whispering lies in your ears, I don’t think they fear karma
Giving you brotherly hugs to find a chink in your rear armor
This genepool is a hot spring, we
Keep moving, doing that refuels-and-a-stop thing
Our leaders can’t prove, these are the fools that shock King
Shocking adult things these preschoolers are watching
Gluttonous, exhibiting greed at
The Giving Tree, taking more limbs than they need, and
This could hurt us deliberately
Driftwood surfing through life’s infinite sea, we
Came a long way from them unemployed checks, but I
Still wish I could just climb back inside my toy chest
There’s nothing I enjoy less. Still annoyed ‘cause
Nothing fills the void when it’s “Crush, kill, destroy, stress”
I’m tryna Organize Konfusion
So I can fortify the movement
They tell us awful lies and falsify the blueprint
Don’t know if we’ll all survive this corporatized illusion
Protruding through the entrance
Is a slew of cruel intentions—think we need some new defenses
I wanna speak the truth in its truest essence
But I can’t think of a goddamn way to conclude the sentence
Been too relentless since I was a stupid minor, way
Too driven, so they shot my Uber driver and removed the tires
Who is liver than the true survivor? Tryna
Keep my cool as I’m leaping through these hoops of fire
They wanna neutralize the fuel inside ya, they can
See it in eyes of the youth when they wanna euthanize ya
Gassed-up like some scuba divers, you connivers
Are foolish liars who puke from the truth that my crew provides ya
‘Cause, right now, they’re reshaping the forest
Murdering your sons and raping your daughters, I
Know that we’re dead, we’re just waiting for the slaughter
Getting over our head as we wade in the water, and
We are officially out of tears
Watching clouds appear, arousing fears for countless years
The sounds you hear are the decisions made out of fear
And like some sour in a mason jar, this shit is loud and clear
This Earth is just a bid, wilted roses
Everything we build, they try to kill us slowly
Feeling like van Gogh in a field of crows
It’s light versus night—shit, which will leave its will imposed?
Still, it goes. Children grow as the men wither
One foot in the little end, the other in death’s river
It’s hard to be any less bitter, so we
Ingest liquor, tryna slow the cycle as it gets quicker
And all these scars are our calling cards
An ocean full of death and a sky full of falling stars
The love can’t pass through the walls and bars
And this problem isn’t only mine, shit, it’s all of ours
We’re just the latest in a bunch of divas
Apprehensive activists and reluctant leaders
Ain’t just another preacher, ain’t just some public speaker
Having some discussion either—nah, this is something deeper
Holding these truths as self-evident
While Jezebel’s in Heaven, takes poison to well ever since
Knocking on Heaven’s door just felt devilish
‘Cause the bells’ resonance let me know it was Hell’s residence
A rebel fellowship well-equipped with a primal urge
For some kind of purge of these leaders that we blindly serve
Miner bird climb the cliff to find the verge
Can’t hide the herd, screaming “Freedom” if these are my final words