With my silicone jacket and my flat gla** screen
I got the facts and the figures
Typed 'em in with my fingers
Got to Google a question 'bout the QuickTrip's nitrate
Fair it ain't with the mud and the paint
You created the world
From the dirt to the girl
Impressive I'm colored so I can't get a job
And I'm embara**ed, I said it
But you can see where it's headed
I want a new world and I'm gonna try
To type in the numbers right and build us a sky
And then divide it by seven so we can get us some light
So we can see what we're doin' when we're doin' what we're doin'
I want a new world, and I feel terrible
I was punching the figures in and forgot a variable
But, f** it, it's done, it's time to make me a son
I got the fear and the pain, it's time to pa** it on
Whoa, supercomputer please grant me my wishes
Take care of my granny and plant me some fishes
Oh, mercy mercy, I'm on my knees
You make me a world all just to please you
We're starving beneath you, them zeroes can't cut it
But I'm a fan of the ones but you're all so fickle 'bout
Watching the veins as the blood just trickles out
I'm gonna sing a song
And it will break your soul