Piggybank Pharaoh, June 6 2026, read the same books

barbershop quartet, comedic spoken-word rap, novelty music

(Verse 1)
We turned the exact same pages, we read the same lines,
Tales of galactic empires and socially engineered designs.
From the vintage sci-fi masters to the conquerors of space,
We both absorbed the narratives of a dominated race.
But the soil where we stood changed the seed that was sown,
A fundamental difference in the realities we've known.
(Chorus)
There but for the grace of God go I,
Watching the techno-deity reaching for the sky.
We both grew up with Black people, sharing the same years,
But for him they were less, and for me they were peers.
I read those books as a warning, immoral fiction to the core,
He read it as a guidebook, a manual for war.
(Verse 2)
In the shadow of apartheid, the hierarchy took root,
Where the ruling class wears the crown and the heavy boot.
While I saw the vanity in men who play at God,
He saw a blueprint for the empires he could trod.
The same imperial fantasies, the same dystopian text,
I saw the moral failing, he just calculated what was next.
You cannot breed a master race and call it human progress,
When your spiritual foundation is a manufactured hollow mess.
(Chorus)
There but for the grace of God go I,
Watching the techno-deity reaching for the sky.
We both grew up with Black people, sharing the same years,
But for him they were less, and for me they were peers.
I read those books as a warning, immoral fiction to the core,
He read it as a guidebook, a manual for war.
(Bridge)
Look at what happened. Just look at the divide.
A separation of the soul, a canyon open wide.
One built a life on parity, standing face to face,
The other builds a caste system and launches it to space.
When you worship at the altar of an architect's control,
You gain a trillion-dollar valuation, but you bankrupt the soul.
A god among his sycophants, completely disconnected,
Treating human dignity as something he corrected.
(Outro)
So read the same texts, but watch the spirit bend,
The grace of God defines the journey and the end.
For me, it was a story of a flawed and fallen man,
For him, it was a guidebook to execute the plan.
Just look at what happened.
Look at what happened.

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(Verse 1) We turned the exact same pages, we read the same lines, Tales of galactic empires and socially engineered designs. From the vintage sci-fi masters to the conquerors of space, We both absorbed the narratives of a dominated race. But the soil where we stood changed the seed that was sown, A fundamental difference in the realities we've known. (Chorus) There but for the grace of God go I, Watching the techno-deity reaching for the sky. We both grew up with Black people, sharing the same years, But for him they were less, and for me they were peers. I read those books as a warning, immoral fiction to the core, He read it as a guidebook, a manual for war. (Verse 2) In the shadow of apartheid, the hierarchy took root, Where the ruling class wears the crown and the heavy boot. While I saw the vanity in men who play at God, He saw a blueprint for the empires he could trod. The same imperial fantasies, the same dystopian text, I saw the moral failing, he just calculated what was next. You cannot breed a master race and call it human progress, When your spiritual foundation is a manufactured hollow mess. (Chorus) There but for the grace of God go I, Watching the techno-deity reaching for the sky. We both grew up with Black people, sharing the same years, But for him they were less, and for me they were peers. I read those books as a warning, immoral fiction to the core, He read it as a guidebook, a manual for war. (Bridge) Look at what happened. Just look at the divide. A separation of the soul, a canyon open wide. One built a life on parity, standing face to face, The other builds a caste system and launches it to space. When you worship at the altar of an architect's control, You gain a trillion-dollar valuation, but you bankrupt the soul. A god among his sycophants, completely disconnected, Treating human dignity as something he corrected. (Outro) So read the same texts, but watch the spirit bend, The grace of God defines the journey and the end. For me, it was a story of a flawed and fallen man, For him, it was a guidebook to execute the plan. Just look at what happened. Look at what happened.

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