In the eye of the storm we remain calm
Refusing to engage snakes and charms
As we select dissect corporate monoliths
Babylon temples filled with filth
Digital gangsters in Zuckerberg’s realm
With data policies designed to overwhelm
When we gonna wake up and call out their bluff
Stick it to the man make them know we had enough
I hear you all say yeah we gangsta like that
Pawns in the game well that’s a true fact
Preoccupied with all the vanity
The poison toxic masculinity
Time to shake the boys knock in some sense
No half stepping forget the pretense
Too many lives lost situation tense
Sick and tired of clowns sitting on the fence
Who you be na who you see
Perfect imperfection
Photoshop reality
Who you be na who you see
Perfect imperfection
Photoshop reality
Addicted to likes and all the fake clicks
Virtual egos craving quick fix
Distorted realities in the matrix
Got everybody falling for their prewritten script
Broken reflections suspended in time
Children of denial in the bogus paradigm
Where you gonna run when they control your mind
Ain’t nobody see when the blind lead the blind
Deep in the barracoon survival is the grind
Everyman for self when the soul’s brutalized
How we gonna heal and bridge the disconnect
Too many lost followers no self respect
The pain ain’t vanishing it ain’t going nowhere
No matter how you run you gotta face your fear
The choices are yours demons are clear
No path to peace if you stay insincere
Who you be na who you see
Perfect imperfection
Photoshop reality
Who you be na who you see
Perfect imperfection
Photoshop reality
