We play the machines, but the machines also play us. This we don’t deny like they do in conventional music. There the man is always considered superior to his machine, but this is not so. The machine should not only do slave work. We try to treat them as colleagues so they exchange energies with us.
“I got a letter from my insurer the other day
Opened and read it (“This has gotta be good news”)
Said that the treatment wasn’t covered
Turned to the family like, “I guess just forget it” (“Just forget it”)
Big fake laugh (“Ah, hahahahaha!”)
This ain’t a Denzel movie, don’t try to think fast
Don’t start changin’ lanes, get yourself whiplashed
Oh look, got yourself a shit bag (“Oh, whaddya know?”)”
billy woods | “bigfakelaugh”