[funky music] ♪ Studying and watching the times from my watch tower ♪ ♪ Don't nobody ask me the time because I ain't got it ♪ ♪ Know I said be over for supper ♪ ♪ But yo my chauffeur took a second shift to get over ♪ ♪ Now he is an Uber driver ♪ ♪ I ain't trying to scare the members of Biden's America ♪ ♪ I don't write the ironies, I just make you aware of 'em ♪ ♪ I was watching Kamala promise us no more drama ♪ ♪ Something like she was the Mary J Blige, mass hysteria ♪ [funky music continues] ♪ We be betraying all we be saying ♪ ♪ When we be faking for five star ratings ♪ ♪ Abetting aid, all we be chasing ♪ ♪ We will be faking for five stars ♪ ♪ Statistics, how many want to get lifted ♪ ♪ Two, three, four, five statistics ♪ ♪ How many trying to stay lifted ♪ ♪ Cancel your Uber ride, yo ♪ ♪ I've been trying to make my way down from my watchtower ♪ ♪ Honestly, I'm shocked and surprised that this view is ours ♪ ♪ Not that it's just beautiful decadent and obstructed too ♪ ♪ No wonder that my personal driver could maneuver through ♪ ♪ We be betraying all we be saying ♪ ♪ When we be faking for five star ratings ♪ ♪ Abetting, aiding, all we be saying ♪ ♪ When we be faking for five star ratings ♪ ♪ We be betraying all we be saying ♪ ♪ When we be faking for five star ratings ♪ ♪ Abetting, aiding, always be chasing ♪ ♪ When we be faking for five star ♪ ♪ Yo statistics, how many wanna get lifted ♪ ♪ Two, three, four, five ♪ ♪ Statistics, how many trying to stay lifted ♪ ♪ Cancel your Uber ride, yo ♪ ♪ Statistics, how many want to get lifted ♪ ♪ Two, three, four, five ♪ ♪ Statistics, somebody trying to stay lifted ♪ ♪ Anybody wanna ride, yo ♪ [music shifts to rock] ♪ Some say life is a, I think that it's a diva ♪ ♪ They say we asking for it as if they know our story ♪ ♪ I say we grasping at it, gasping at it, pass the magic ♪ ♪ They say we looking for it ♪ ♪ They call us average at it but they can't see the forest ♪ ♪ Or it's that they suck at mathematics ♪ ♪ They think we gaming, playing psycho rabble Scrabble ♪ ♪ I say we jonesin' for it, lunging for it, Atlas has it ♪ ♪ They say we savage for it ♪ ♪ Sort of borderless foreign nomads who lack decorum ♪ ♪ Refusing useless human stories ♪ ♪ Because the matter is ♪ ♪ What the fact that we asking for much, for much ♪ ♪ And the matter is what the fact ♪ ♪ That we're taking too much, too much ♪ ♪ And the matter is what the fact ♪ ♪ That we ain't asking for much, for much ♪ ♪ And the matter is, hey yo the matter is ♪ ♪ It's just the fact ♪ ♪ Yeah the matter is, hey yo the matter is ♪ ♪ It's just the fact ♪ ♪ Yeah the matter is with the facts, with the facts, yes ♪ ♪ Relax, look a minute, look around while you're spinning ♪ ♪ It's like in any instance ♪ ♪ Standing for your friends and feeling ♪ ♪ Get in the middle of it, loving like you living with it ♪ ♪ And leave that shucking and ducking ♪ ♪ To the privileged and cynics ♪ ♪ And photos developed with pennies ♪ ♪ And those who settle finish ♪ ♪ And now sell our vision selves for something unappealing ♪ ♪ I see you asking for it ♪ ♪ Grasping at it, bound to have it, loud and passionate ♪ ♪ Facts are asinine, not accurate ♪ ♪ Because the matter is with the fact ♪ ♪ That we ain't asking for much, for much ♪ ♪ And the matter with the fact ♪ ♪ That they be taking too much, so much ♪ ♪ And the matter is with the fact ♪ ♪ That we ain't asking for much, for much ♪ ♪ And the matter is, hey yo the matter is ♪ ♪ It's with the facts ♪ ♪ Yeah the matter is, hey yo the matter is ♪ ♪ It's with the facts ♪ ♪ Yeah the matter is, hey yo the matter is ♪ ♪ It's with the facts ♪ ♪ Yeah the matter is, hey yo the matter is ♪ ♪ It's with the facts ♪ ♪ Yeah the matter is, it's with the facts ♪ ♪ With the facts, yo ♪ [vocals echoing]