VERSE ONE:
I'm trying to care less about shit, if you'd believe it!
Not to the point I'm a hermit to the world - simply retreating,
just forgiving myself - would be the ultimate achievement
for all my so-called mistakes made. And analgesics
aren't what I'm looking for either. Be more than a survivor,
but shit's hard on my desire for material things I wanna covet.
But trying to tell vanity: just shove it.
Send a DM to my Greed: I don’t wanna be your puppet.
Too Long, Didn’t Read: Marketing’s what I’ve discovered
is the most human deed. Willpower's finite,
but I refuse to concede that resistance is futile,
unless you wanna be an emotionless automaton.
To care 'bout how you're seen and ignore what your karma's caused
is cause for celebrating the opposite - I'm not at all
concerned with your dress. ‘Cause lest we forget,
the greatest Human endeavour is Peace. You might want it all, but --
CHORUS:
None of that really matters.
Opinions other peeps got 'bout how you live your life. Just be like:
None of that really matters.
The B.S. you get from marketing and media. It's tedious, but
none of that really matters
to your overall well being, if y'all could just see it!
See it! See it! See it!
VERSE TWO:
Pressure people place upon their person's perplexing.
Figure, forever finding faults ain't fucking foolish, forgetting
that comparing is daring to destroy your daring. Be erring
on the side of caution. Be lost in a conflict declaring
you the loser, unless your tools are the type used by trife dudes
with quite huge egos. No repo for any shite moves
made. No fame, no amount of money you're paid,
no special status you claim will be the salvation you crave.
'Cause reward's in the work - like when those dues get paid,
and those friends you made back in the day remain
to be a source of strength. You go the length to reciprocate.
I applaud it like shit-talking gets used as an escape
for taking ownership of one's actions. We all make mistakes,
but there's triple-trouble when your double-talk obfuscates
every single fact that makes you look bad. Go use half
that energy to hate to help out Humans. What fools have
to say? Yo --
CHORUS
VERSE THREE:
Oh lordy, past Forty and the first one to abhor the
fact I still rap is myself, but I'm trying to stay on my Geordi
LaForge - Futuristic Black man of report.
See the world in different wavelengths, make things to support
scientific theory to engineer real shit!
Less a thought experiment, and more like, from experience -
the only way to feel this. Appeal with your heart and your head.
They want me hard, but instead, y'all ingest
complicated rhyme patterns! In jest, I insist
you're smarter than you're rich. [ The whole shit’s like wrestling ] -
putting on the Ritz with fake names and tales you couldn’t corroborate.
But it’s a corp’ replacing us still, if we don’t cooperate
or get old. First album in ‘Oh-three? I guess I met goals
I set. So I do this as long as I want. I just don’t
give a fuck. But I do give a shit. I keep on spitting what some
people wanna hear legit and stuff! Some say bucks is the crux, but --
CHORUS
credits
from Post Human EP,
released October 1, 2021
L. Seaforth (SOCAN)
Lyrics, Vocals, Beats, Cuts: More Or Les
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