Whole population started Twenty-five got names Everybody fire Till you put ’em near a flame Elite 25 That’s the roster after truth Not who looked good once Who kept giving me proof Twenty-five left standing Whole room got cut Pressure tell the truth I don’t gotta say much Everybody purple Till the temperature shift Everybody elite Till survival get involved with it This ain’t hate It’s selection This ain’t ego It’s direction If I’m preserving something It better earn protection Sent ’em where they could live Before I knew what that meant Sometimes instinct understands Before intelligence catch it Twenty-five left standing Whole room got cut Pressure tell the truth I don’t gotta say much Everybody purple Till the temperature shift Everybody elite Till survival get involved with it You know what compliments hate? Selection. Everybody’s special till there’s only room for twenty-five.