United used to mean something man
Used to mean you could hate me
And still lend a hand
Or just dap it
Just knuckles
Or give that good “later”
But now I’ve moved on
And you think I’m a hater
For trippin’ on truth
In this counter-act culture
Then mastering peaces  
Of liberal art sculpture
And finding my roots
In a planet earth nation
A biologistic
Creation equation
Empowering forms
Of expression reflective
With lessons I’ve learned
From this human collective

To recklessly check titan industry profits
Who pass their class judgments
On what’s in my pockets
When we make the products
So their wars are waged
And we foot the bills
That still keep us encaged
To the ideal enslavement
Too big to fail theft
In a toxic metropolice
State strain of ****
In the brains of the free market harpin’
On fear
In the news, in the useless
Fake **** that you choose
To buy into the system’s
Fourth ***** kinda ruse
An arms race into space
So they win and we lose
Their defense, our expense
Hired guns are hardwired
And trained like dog tags
To cut deals with “your fired”
A job on the line kind of guy I suppose
In a tax evade tower
When factories close