Yo, yo, what’s that sound?
The world’s on fire, but we’re messin’ around.
Everybody’s blind, chasing the thrill,
But we’re here to talk about society’s ill.

I see the TikTok, click-clack, brain rot,
Scrolling through the nonsense, forgot what you got.
Buy, buy, buy, but your soul’s on sale,
Chained to the system like a junkyard rail.
Politicians talk, but they don’t say jack,
Promises fake, they’ll stab your back.
We’re building towers, reaching for the sky,
But the homeless man’s still asking why.

Yo, wake up, society’s cracked,
It’s a puppet show, and the strings attract.
Think you’re free? You’re paying the bill,
Welcome to the sickness, society’s ill.

Influencers flex with their fake gold chains,
But the real flex is the blood in your veins.
Nine to five grind, the boss man’s greed,
Feeding you crumbs while you’re planting his seed.
Education’s broke, but we fund that war,
Kids in the classroom can’t learn no more.
Reality’s twisted, the truth’s unclear,
But the ads keep saying, “Have no fear.”

Yo, wake up, society’s cracked,
It’s a puppet show, and the strings attract.
Think you’re free? You’re paying the bill,
Welcome to the sickness, society’s ill.

TV screens, they rot your mind,
Sell you a dream, keep you confined.
The rich get richer, the poor stay stuck,
And the planet’s screaming, “Yo, WTF”
But hey, keep shopping, keep it tight,
Don’t ask questions, just say it’s all right.

Don't Ask Questions

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