iRobot
Everything is systematic and automated
We can't breathe freely
What happened to our free will and what happened to our creativity?
Trapped in a system and made identical
We are society's victims and it's sometimes slyly our fault
Practically Robots
We are cloned to look like the next man
I can promise you that wasn't God's plan
Because as long as I stand you've got to understand
we are all unique
We are designed differently,
the ambition/our purpose slightly differs from one another
Even from your sister or brother
Look deep into your soul and forget about cars or boys and girls for one sec, forget about the clothes or how or when you're going to get the next Pay Cheque and tell me what you live for.
We live in an environment where change and differentiation and variation is discouraged and it starts right off from primary school.
They try and unify us by what we wear instead of how we are.
They brand us like we are foreign cars. They try and tell us shine bright like stars but little do they know they hinder us from expressing ourselves, which makes our souls a tad bit dark
We're losing our born identity
And it's not just the uniform
It's the way we conform to the way society and technology transforms at its optimum and prime
We are conformers in disguise
Technology is developing rapidly
Almost to the point where we can't keep up
And it sucks because we don't realise the disadvantages
Sometimes I feel like saying Suck the rules and regulations
Hearing rumours about breaches of privacy and invasions
That they wanna track our devices for our locations
And it includes the little pigs in the station
With their dumb investigations
My bro was being spied for months cos they believed he was banging F or somethin'
Luckily they unjustifiably bagged him when his mum wasn't in
what did he do tho
I still thank God he was innocent
But like I said, sometimes it's slyly our fault
Cos we aren't alert and we're just slumbering
We lack that free spirit that runs wild
Instead all we care about is getting high and drinking spirits til our mind goes wild
While we focus on trapping cos some of us had tough childhoods and some watched Fairly Odd Parents and knew about that Timmy Turner, now Bob Bill Ade and Timmy only care about wearing designers or carrying burners
Or going to public places trying to assault one another
Like the incident that happened on 19/07/2016 in Hyde Park
But we have the audacity to scream
#BlackLivesMatter
Deep it we've gone from dressed in Kangol to now trapping in the Bando...
Speaks volumes, that's real Baseman
But you're putting your work rate into the wrong thing my g's
No wonder why your soul's diminishing
Cos we care about image instead of the state of our hearts and the empires in our state of mind that we are using our estates as battlefields and it's actually us destroying the beauty of it.
A robot apocalypse
We are causing suicide and we are causing genocide with our twisted minds and tortured hearts
Look at where we are
Please people wake up
If God made us in the likeness of his image
Then this is the only image we should die for
Instead of the dirty pixelated images our mind has framed as ER
We definitely need clean hands and a pure heart
But some of us have turned into red handed mechanical beasts that slaughter just to claim approval from one another but reality is we notice the inner monster we see the system failure, somewhere we know there is an error cos we don't see our hearts when we get intimate with the mirror
Maybe it needs a jumpstart
I look around and all I see is robots
iRobots
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