Ants came marching Aphids behind ’em Whole army eating names Off the genetic lineup Leaves curling Future getting chewed Nature don’t care how much You spent to make the room Aphid war Lost soldiers, kept the bloodline Pests hit the garden Couldn’t touch the whole design Some things disappeared Some things came out refined Pressure wasn’t killing everything Pressure drawing lines I learned quick You don’t own tomorrow You borrow it One little insect Can turn arrogance to sorrow quick But every loss narrowed the field Every grave told me what survived was real Aphid war Lost soldiers, kept the bloodline Pests hit the garden Couldn’t touch the whole design Some things disappeared Some things came out refined Pressure wasn’t killing everything Pressure drawing lines Punchline: They ate half the roster Couldn’t eat the championship.