The Question

Damn
Shit don't make sense
Sometimes I don't understand
What is it?
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?

Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
Message to all humans, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
There's gotta be more to it, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
How do I walk through it, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?

Yo, the storm ran longer than anaconda
Tax dollars for mass slaughters like, "What's the problem?"
Homie that's the problem, they sabotaging humanity
Camouflaging reality, turning us catatonic
Idiocracy live on your Panasonic
And we're too busy working to fight it, afraid to be jobless
Fuck, rather than take action, we talk about it
On our phones, over quiche and cookies from the supermarket
Hysterical, see why America
Leads by example for greed while
Terrorism breeds in the dark abyss
Meanwhile I'm clocking out my third job and onto the fifth
Walking hard with a limp
Not a pimp, I just wanna sit for like
Five minutes 'til I'm finished, call me the prime minister
Of multitasking, multi-faceted in a fashion
That got you so passionately asking questions with no answers like

Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
Message to all humans, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
There's gotta be more to it, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
How do I walk through it, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?

Questions
How does curiosity kill felines
And in his free time inspires man to have three eyes
And reach for these skies like a rapper trying to be signed
Or a scientist risking lives to explore sea life
In space, realize your fate
If you wasn't ready for change, you should've stayed behind the gates
See some ain't truly ready for total freedom
Prefer to be stuck in personal prisoner reruns
But you defunct, fuck it, be dumb, waste free will
Meanwhile we will continue to be ill
Dreaming of wormholes that modify Earth cones
And leaking through unknowns more ancient than birthstones
The mind goes places that birds don't, reverse roles
The heart and the universe merge souls
The unexplained will always surpass perception
And I'll say the same to the next person who begs to ask the question

Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
Message to all humans, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
There's gotta be more to it, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?
How do I walk through it, tell me
Is this real life? Then why don't it feel right?