macroevolution Lyrics

Art is a conversation

Art is a conversation

So what can I add

To the conversation

Know what I'm saying?

Fuck it, this that

Essence of the weeds

Off the chronic, I reflect on the disease

Some illness forever

Whether body or mind, I'm a broken record

For the record, I ain't ever holding shit back

That lil' homewrecker wasn't me

Fucking please

I can tell it don't hit you the way it fucking does for me

I'm fucking up for free, it isn't fair but every promise doesn't keep

Can't count on them like a stub

Or the bud

Something isn't there but I can feel it where it was

Taxes on a home that go to ripping theirs to dust

These theocrats have crippled us enough

Thorn in our sides

Front martyr but would never have they guts spilled

I've spoken to the cycles and that's how I got that stuck feel

I learned from hermits we've been balanced on our bum wheel

A shitty game to leave the neighbors letting mud heal

Cops be hunting accidents, they seeing men as bucks still

We madly in love with it

Like, touch my capital and I need capital punishment

I have to see blood

Tell these territory lackers that's what has to be done

There's still gas to be burnt

You can't hash it with us

Burn on your own time

Fuck you and your problems, bitch I own mine

You don't need my cosign

I ain't nobody nowhere nowhen no why

And you should know why

I'm past that

That's the motherfucking past, jack