Sim Simulator
(hey, watch out!)
He was groomed to be this
The media chose to tell a missed
An opportunity to make it straight
But they fabricated the hate Our hearts started out to be good
He's driven, unforgiven that he should
He knew where he stood
He unlocks the Glock just before he pulls down his hood
They and them take to the streets
Cursing at everyone they meet
His anger festers, it grows They created this mass attack shit show
He's on a path of destruction,
a lie
Living a life of persecution
One by one they fall by his magic staff
The dead are not real They belong to the game: the craft
(they belong to the craft)
The ones before him came they are the same It was a
decisive choice no one else to blame
They snipe the halls,
they snipe the cities so many will fall
They and them will take to the streets
Cursing at everyone they meet
His anger festers, it grows They created this mass attack shit show
He's on a path of destruction,
a lie
Living a life of persecution
One by one they fall by his magic staff
The dead are not real
They belong to the game: the craft
(they belong to the craft)
He's a controlled Soro killer
A dim-witted sim simulator
An innocent that become ill fated
Ugliness in our world digitally created
The social pages are to blame
Uncontrolled societies think it's all a game