Galaga Video (MV)

In the matrix
The way that in the past they boy felt
Playing games in 8-bit, while I'm asking for help
Taking my spaceship through an asteroid belt
Passive and stealthy
Learned to stop getting checks
And start amassing my wealth
A hazard to health

Well, life, that's my primary scar
And I don't write many bars unless I try very hard
So, I might fly and depart to some binary stars
With a can of wild cherry Sprite and my library card
It's time to get started

In my mind every thought is a kindred artist's
Pen-drip version of a knife through the darkness
Check my foes on the radar
Drop the beat and a bar to stave off
Those who make their shine like a quasar

A quasar is an extremely luminous, active galactic nucleus

I don't rap because it's lucrative
Man, I rap because I'm losing it
Frugal - and frugal folks, they never act without choosing
An actor abusing his craft and it's actually amusing
It's faster than using
It's massively useful and tacitly truthful
Something like the bastardly bloom
Passing my gospel around the room is more like blasphemy music

I keep it quite severe and it's awfully nice in here
I wrap my arms around the stars just like a Dyson Sphere
What's the cost of my failure vs the price of fear
Riding blind till the signs help me find myself a nice career
Summon up my toughest foes and only I appear
Won't be trapped inside a mirror
I sincerely think that I might slink back, because I might be weird
One man think-tank that got shrink-wrapped
With some pig fat in an ink vat
Maybe that's my kind of year

And if it's possible, get my inside of a hospital
Somewhere preferably tropical, flourishing fiber optical
Just for a sec, so I can work through all my obstacles
Conversations out of body, long as they're topical
I am not the type to whine and drunk drive intersections
Or pray to participate in divine intervention
With all of its maligned indiscretions, no
I'm on my Galaga grind, my life is my vivisection