yeah they got it fucked up tho, mad quiet but the silence heavy like a threat, mind racin through fumes, thinkin how they taxin air now, how every cough got a copay, how they sellin bandages like blessings and call it benevolence, how the sick get billed just for survivin a day this that new slavery in scrubs, bruh, that corporate plague dressed in white coats, them suits on screens smilin with tongues made of policy, spittin scripture like “bootstrap faith” while they sippin on tax breaks, twistin god into gross profit, sayin “help is a privilege, not a right,” it makes one feel that bile rise, feel the slime inside him boil up thick, like radiator rust in his chest, hissing through cracked ribs, thinkin “yo this whole design built to bleed us slow,” this ain’t broken it’s perfect misery monetized, despair with a quarterly goal, people fightin for coverage like they beggin to be seen, writin letters to ghosts in cubicles who decide if breath got value today, and it kill me slow, seein the same devils who caused this shit pointin fingers at the wounded, sayin “they brought it on themselves,” nah bruh *Gunshots*, they lie with billion dollar conviction, they sell that poison with good diction, they got the world noddin along to their fiction, “the weak deserve their fate,” they hum while chuggin rum poor folks hold no value to some, get they lives played with for funnnn... sick muthafuckas, they dont care what they done yeah they got it fucked up tho... screens flicker with corporate tongues preachin “self-reliance” through fiberoptic veins, white collars rollin dice with human lungs, calculatin who too broke to breathe, who too tired to sue, sayin “the system works, you just lazy,” while they siphon lifeblood through tax loopholes shaped like prayers, it’s wild, bruh, they got propaganda so polished it smell like heaven and disinfectant, whisperin “heal yourself” while cuttin off your meds, turnin recovery into a roulette, that’s the scam, the artistry of cruelty, pain as product, despair with a warranty plan, “they rebranded slavery as structure, dawg, shackles got touchscreens now,” and the words echo slow, thumpin against wet brick, like even the building agree, he see the whole design unfold misery mapped, despair monetized, empathy outsourced, human lives flattened into metrics for executive bonuses, you don’t get sick in their world, you default, you don’t heal, you depreciate, it’s capitalism with a stethoscope and a grin, watchin the poor drown in paperwork while they call it progress yeah they got it fucked up tho... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... yeah they got it fucked up tho... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... yeah they got it fucked up eyes black as unpaid overtime, mind grind like gears in decline, thinkin how they flipped despair to design, how pain got a punch clock and benefit line, how compassion been franchised, corporatized, sanitized, sold as a vibe, the poor turned to surveys, stats on a slide, bleedin truth while execs decide, these clerical demons profit off pulse rates, hedge funds fed off heartaches, this that neo-feudal fintech bullshiiiit, scripture in spreadsheets, grace in updates, where preachers wear lanyards, sellin hope with disclaimers, quarterly halos glow cold as retainers, salvation now subscription-based, forgiveness accrue interest rates, they call it progress, we call it theft in disguise, ‘cause the common man still pay tithe just to breathe under billionaires yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo.... yeah they got it fucked up tho.... They think you dumb as fuck yo....
