If you only knew the turth, you would lose your shit, you would lose your grip on reality, when everything becomes lies and fallacies, when you don't know what year it is because they calculated time inaccurately, on a level were people have to fasten their seats if they're going to try to follow along with the words that you speak, always the same responses, " what you on? won't ya burn one with me?", Makes you wanna write a song and murder a beat, when the writings on the walls of the caves, and hieroglyphs, begin to make sense, when you find out all the experts are really ignorant, and a college degree is just a tool used to rule men, you know it's over then, you're bird shit crazy, in the eyes of all your friends
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