no way out

you ever feel sick to your stomach of living under their tyranny? feel like they left you no options and there’s no way out? that’s about where I’m at—backed into a corner. fuckin tired of livin and workin on continent-sized plantations owned by degenerate billionaires soon to be trillionaires. it’s like no one fuckin understands how exponential math works.

soon they’re gonna be able to buy up countries, giant land masses with BOPcoin and no one can say shit. ‘cause the greasy soulless fucks need more space for their throwaway tech factories and their breeding farms where these sickos spawn like fish with their NDA’d harems. women treated like tradcattle because it’s their kink. then they call us amoral perverts and shame us for being childless, like they didn’t make us all sterile with the podepin in the water

mom n dad said go play outside but outside was on fire rotten dogshit

we’re the rats pressin the big shiny button for the cheese but the cheese kills you slow

oligarchs are scarfin down an xl bucket of kfc while we wait beneath hopin they drop a cocksuckin chicken wing

makes me wanna fuckin puke. someone should do somethin…

-pop