The Judge

You’ve been digging your grave and you know it but you just keep on digging
cause you know you’re far to deep.
The people who talk behind your back, maybe they got a point?
Kicking the ones laying down with your cool, disgusting, honest style.
How cool it must be with access for free to VIP and fruit from the poisonous
tree.
It’s an army of jesters and clowns, fooling a nation.
Entertaining the blind, controlling minds, by manipulation.
It’s an army of jesters, it’s an army of clowns!
Now you’re living your days out.
Pleased by the people who envy your life.
You don’t know your victims and you care even less, someone has to die for you
to stay alive — This is the holy evolution