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