[Chorus]
Patchwork executive, stitch the statute with a stitch of spin,
Golden pens, quick amends — paper dragons reassembled thin,
Clip-board kings crow loud, spin the docket like a disc of sin,
We debug the broadcast, reboot the promise, reboot again.

[Verse 1]
I’m the scribe in the server room, pixel eyes and pocket-knife wit,
Watch them patch the charter with a placebo script — counterfeit.
They prime the feed, flip the feed, loop the loop of loud deceit,
Press release fireworks while the public bellyaches in the street.
Trademark thunder: orders poured like syrup on a policy cake,
Stacked decks, checks wrecked, rewrite the rules for one man’s sake.
They hypothecate the standard, rebrand the facts to fit the frame,
Call it freedom, re-label fear, then tie the liberty to blame.

[Bridge]
Patch the leak with gilded nails, polish rust to showroom bright,
Algorithm of arrogance, amplifying appetite.
We parse the syntax, spot the backspace where the conscience used to be,
Buffer overflow of promises, streaming fallacy.

[Chorus]
Patchwork executive, stitch the statute with a stitch of spin,
Golden pens, quick amends — paper dragons reassembled thin,
Clip-board kings crow loud, spin the docket like a disc of sin,
We debug the broadcast, reboot the promise, reboot again.

[Verse 2]
They ship the regulations like a shrinkwrap of convenience,
Tariff tags tied to temperament — commerce meets expedience.
Blueprints for rollback, fossil fuel hymns on loop, trumpet blast,
Roll back the science, mothball the light, pledge tomorrow to the past.
Campus signs become battle maps, language laws in the lobby,
Censor-by-edict, punish thought; rights become a glossy hobby.
They call it reclaiming order while they rearrange the shelf,
Arm the bureaucracy with a truncheon and a selfie of himself.

[Pre-chorus]
I keep my foot on the floor, cadence tight like network glue,
Rhyme tables collate the data that the headlines misconstrue.
This ain’t a tantrum; it’s an audit of the narrative they sold,
We thread the needle of the truth through fabric stitched in gold.

[Chorus]
Patchwork executive, stitch the statute with a stitch of spin,
Golden pens, quick amends — paper dragons reassembled thin,
Clip-board kings crow loud, spin the docket like a disc of sin,
We debug the broadcast, reboot the promise, reboot again.

[Verse 3 (rapid)]
Legacy laundering, ledger-lean, ledger-clean, ledger-mean,
Privatize the podium, monetize the mem’ry stream.
Courts on a conveyor, bench by bench they calibrate,
Appellate roulette with a loaded constitution plate.
Build a moat of memos, castle keys of crony lore,
Barter law for loyalty, auction off the public door.
Spin the foreign policy like hard drives in a hurricane,
Friend to fortune, foe to facts — cartography of pain.

[Bridge 2 (quieter, conspiratorial)]
We plug in the rhetoric, patch up the holes with slogans,
They GPS the narrative, steer the map away from oceans.
Remember: microchips don’t care who writes the firmware,
But we do — we read the code, reverse the feeding of despair.

[Outro (Spoken)]
So calibrate your skepticism, tune the ear to uneven beats,
When the executive patches pixels, watch where the light retreats.
We’re not just spectators; we parse, we post, we protest, we persist,
Patchwork administration — we resist the half-stitched list.

[Chorus (full)]
Patchwork executive, stitch the statute with a stitch of spin,
Golden pens, quick amends — paper dragons reassembled thin,
Clip-board kings crow loud, spin the docket like a disc of sin,
We debug the broadcast, reboot the promise — reboot again.

Patchwork Executive

I do experimental nerdcore hip hop with lyrics and music openly generated by A.I.

Patchwork Executive

MC A.I.