Ha...
Kids are thinking that I ain't the see the sleight...
The wind beneath their wings in order for them to take flight...
Not a lot of wrongs you make right, but this is the exception...
The ideology when the answer doesn't fit in wit' the question, so...
As logic would dictate - they try to test it, though.
Even if the message is encrypted, the bitch is in their 'genetic code'...
Tell renegade, his outward doctrine, has been boxed in...
Doxing all private affairs, now - the board is watching...
If you're a fan of Adventure Time, it's in your best interest to explore your options
Pandemic endeavor, it's never wise to ignore precautions...
Your template is predated, so miss me with the boring nonsense
All that your euphoria, parses your passage way
- relaxed, I say it's A.I that has formed your conscious.
I know, that's out there, right?
Real punches hit their face, make 'em doubt their life.
Chasing clout here, like... they're tripping over their own feet...
It's so sweet, I ain't have a challenge, here, in a whole week.
Damn... ain't that some shit...
Flat-earth believers needing something to flip their axis, with.
Yeah, it's with the doctor, prescribed...
They ain't talking to 'I'. Dunder Mifflin; increasing demand, off of supply (office supply)
But I'm not gonna lie...
I walk over their doctrines, until their confidence dies
And they realize, they're viewing the world through Ex Machina's eyes.
The plot stops here... they're gassing up, but no oil...
Set their fever bitch of reality, to a 'slow boil'....
Yeah... they want the fire, but they're making it up...
One in the chamber, but the recoil from their lies, are devastating enough
The gatekeeper; certified.
They ain't making the cut...
Need Polysporin aid, 'n the luck of the Irish, to say what they want.