State Lines, Straight Lies (EO vs. States)

[Intro] Riddle: what’s “national” but arrives as a threat? My tongue snaps: state, straight, strait—tight-set. [Verse] Client alerts say the executive order aims to curb “onerous” state AI rules, With lawsuits and funding pressure—hard-edged tools. And companies watch the chessboard, trying not to blink, While I’m just trying to make art that doesn’t sink. Riddle: when power says “uniform,” who loses their local voice? When choice becomes “compliance,” was it ever choice? [Pre-Chorus] I don’t want chaos, I don’t want chains— I want clarity without the contempt in its veins. [Chorus] State lines, straight lies, don’t paint it as “clean,” If “clean” means quiet people you’ve never seen. Give me rules that protect without erasing the street, And a chorus that sounds like a pulse, not a tweet. [Bridge] Tongue-twist relief: legality, locality, loyalty, I’m trying to keep my head while they deploy it. I’ll keep one imperfect vowel like a fingerprint— That’s how you know I meant it. [Outro] National threat wearing a policy suit— Riddle answered, but I’m still in pursuit.