Willie Moatz X JC - Trust None

They said we were evolving.
But they forgot to check the soul.
They crowned the liars, medicated the visionaries,
And called it progress.

[Verse 1 – Smothered Genius]
They smother the spark with a scholar’s grin,
Reinforce the past, won’t let the climb begin.
Visionaries labeled as broken minds,
While the real sickness hides in academic binds.

Ancients crowned the shaman’s flame,
Now we drug the gifted, call ‘em insane.
We lost the compass, we lost the guide,
Now we elect the liars and let the truth slide.

[Verse 2 – Madness Misread]
Too many minds pushed past the brink,
Not ‘cause they’re mad—but ‘cause they can’t think.
Bills too high, hope too low,
One bad deal and the psyche blows.

It ain’t evolution toward the insane,
It’s pressure, betrayal, and systemic pain.
Parents broke, kids inherit the strain,
And the system just profits from the brain.

[Verse 3 – Power Without Purpose]
We’re an infinite species, wired to build,
But the ones with power just get their pockets filled.
They don’t uplift, they don’t align,
They sell us plastic and steal our time.

They see the poor and feel disgust,
But it’s their own mirror covered in dust.
Power ain’t profit—it’s sacred trust,
And they broke it. Left the species to rust.

[Verse 4 – The Moral Failure]
To wield the will of a billion minds,
And use it to sell shoes and shrink our spines?
That’s not oversight—it’s a crime,
A failure of vision, a theft of time.

No species this smart should suffer this way,
But the ones with the power just look away.
And history will judge this digital age,
As the moment we caged our cosmic stage.

[Verse 5 – The Historical Mirror]
They laughed at hand-washing, called it a joke,
Till germs proved real and the old world broke.
They bled the sick, drilled holes in skulls,
Called it medicine—while genius dulled.

They jailed the ones who mapped the stars,
Burned the books, locked up the bars.
They said the Earth stood still in space,
Till truth broke through their prideful face.

[Verse 6 – The Present Blindness]
Now we do the same with power and mind,
Ignore the climb, pretend we’re blind.
We drug the gifted, crown the fake,
And call it order—for profit’s sake.

We build the tools to terraform Mars,
But can’t feed kids beneath the stars.
We’ve got the code, the net, the spark—
But we sell it all to chase the dark.

[Verse 7 – The Sacred Duty of Power]
To wield the will of a billion minds,
A species wired to bend designs—
That’s sacred. That’s divine.
But they use it to sell booze and think us blind.

Power ain’t just leverage—it’s a vow,
To lift the species, here and now.
To orchestrate the climb, not stall the rise,
To build the future, not sell disguise.

[Verse 8 – The Real Market]
The real market ain’t fake demand,
It’s life expanding, hand in hand.
It’s clean water, open skies,
It’s minds that soar, not just comply.

It’s tech that heals, not just distracts,
It’s systems built on truthful facts.
It’s joy that scales, not fear that sells—
It’s heaven built from broken shells.
[Final Outro – Spoken Word]
One day, they’ll look back and say:
Why did they stall the climb?
Why did they crown the liars?
“They had the tools.
They had the minds.
But they sold the climb for clicks and dimes.”

But not us.
We remember.
Power is sacred.
Markets are maps.
And the climb is real.

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