IDC

It’s inherent and readily apparent
That frankly I don’t really fucking care if
What I do brings shame or embarrass
You ain’t judge, jury, bailiff, or sheriff
So the merit of your judgment is minimal
Compared to the substance of this individual
‘Cuz man’s measured not only by his potential
What’s essential’s the motive of his actions
Slick liars slip when they’re seeking traction
Because the truth is their hell is frozen over
And everyday is exponentially colder
While the sun shines on my mind and my passions
And the rations to bask in are plentiful
Between eventual torrential downpours
That’s what the samples and sequential sound’s for
Emancipation from life’s precipitation

It’s inherent and readily apparent
That frankly I don’t really fucking care if
My actions bring shame and embarrass
You ain’t judge, jury, bailiff, or sheriff
So your careless comments can never offset
My pursuit of this game’s true object
Despite abject horror and destruction
And other functions of self-preservation
Reality is merely a manifestation
Of the activity in one’s imagination
And the willingness to fight for its existence
In the absence of instant gratification
Resistance is an active participant
‘Cuz progress requires a true counterpart
My art’s gained strength due to this process
Thus the power to express the experience