TAO Pt 1 - SHAD

But I’m otherwordly

Every other word is murder

If Mr. Wonder heard me

He’d say he’s the new Miles

He’s a younger Bird, another Herbie

My mother’s Mavis, Pops is Pops

And my drummer’s Purdie

That’s lineage

My blood is dirty

That’s word to my brother

Like that brother Curry

Of the jersey with number 30

You up in church when I utter verses

Of love and mercy

The ushers worship and start twerking

With the other clergy

I’m battled-tested

But was never that aggressive

Even as an adolescent

I would rather have a message

But man alive

The whole game’s been sanitized

Damn what we done to the young

Is like infanticide

Infantilized, the dumbed-down get amplified

Via algorithms that’s anything but randomized

I can’t abide while these lies keep confusing things

They use euphemisms to lose the meaning of human beings

We know we’re old souls

They call us new machines

What they call enhanced reality’s a lucid dream

Literally, remove the screen and you’ll see thru the schemes

The stupid memes we consume keep us too serene

I love to laugh too but it’s too much

What we lose in our addiction to these cool new drugs

We relax then detach then we straight lose touch

With everything

And that’s when at the last we lose us