An Ode to the Wise (of today)

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You’ve been believing, for a while, that you’re really hot on insights

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Motherfucker, with your mind, you have just been flying kites

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Mistaking your cynicism for a fucking gifted third eye

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Making sweeping judgement calls, just like that, on the fly

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You see people, you judge them, if they're not how you are

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You box people, you tag them, taking judging way too far

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You sound heavy, you sound wise, really you’re a fucking ass

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Delivering all your random shit, with a mother load of sass

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Real wisdom comes from sweating, and it comes from real suffering

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Not from watching YouTube videos, and posting shit while the next one’s buffering

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Real insight comes from knowing just how humble you ought to be

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It doesn’t come from sounding wise, just because you got to be

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Let me tell you a little something, if you've got the patience now

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The truly wise, when they speak, don’t care if the audience is going "wow"

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The deeper truth, spoken in peace, doesn’t care for a fucking stage

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But you’re so hellbent to check for 'likes' coz IG once had called you a sage

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With a smartphone and our fingers, we all think we can turn the trick

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Belting out little nuggets of wise, like a motherfucking supermarket ascetic

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Then the lights go out, we come back home, a dark room with a lit up screen

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And we start all over again, looking cool and wise as we preen

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The problem is your follower count, that makes you think you're a fucking star

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Faceless strangers, and some bots, lead you to believe you can set the bar

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So there you go, all over again, sounding wise and looking cool

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While real people leave through the back door but you’re too busy, you fucking fool

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But you are not a real star, and you don't know what fame can do

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And even though the fame ain’t real, it’s causing real damage to you

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Fame’s a bitch, with an endless itch, and it will extract its pound of meat

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But you don’t know all that do you? You’ve only seen her till now in heat

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But when it hits you, and sure it will, one day or one random night

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When the sledgehammer of real sorrow, comes at you from out of sight

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Then you’ll look up from your screen and realise it’s just you and your shadow

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Sinking into the fucking swamp, made by you and fame, that hoe

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I have no clue what you'll do then, guess what, that makes two of us

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Maybe one last suicide post? As you roll under that moving bus?

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I have no clue, like I said, because we all haven’t reached there yet

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But it would be cool to watch, coz it’s coming, you can bet

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Then you have my good wishes. Haha, just kidding, go fuck yourselfie

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When life humps you, in the asshole, I bet you won’t be clicking that belfie

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That’s a selfie, of a butt, for the benefit of the cunts you’re training

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I can already see them waiting, in a line, no bargaining

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It’s a pity the world ain’t stopping, for some of us to just get down

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So we’re stuck with the smartphone wielding, motherfucking wiseass clown

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But that’s okay coz some of us were trained to take the bad with the good

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Personally though, I sometimes still wonder, what the fuck lies 'neath your hood

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