Everything in this world is made up
Everything in this world is made up
Everything in this world is made up
It's made up
It's made up
Yo it's the difference
Between complex and construct
What we tell each other's real
And what's really what's up
You can take it or leave
Say it's fake or believe
Make-believe or real life?
We'll never know til it's needed
Are we physical or digital
Regardless, not invisible
What's critical to principle
Is are we still original?
Yo
We either batteries that stay plugged in
And never recognize the difference between love and sin
Or it's the red and blue pill sh that's making us sick
Or like Fishbourne in Wick you cut the king to the quick
Either way we need to sever whatever is holding us back
It's like a letter to the editor we never retract
Once it's written and coded
It's like we're split and devoted
The fundamentals and the elements of mental erosion
Time to look behind the curtain see for certain who's who
Who's been pulling the strings
Who's been fooling the fool
It's a rule I find is useful when it's crucial as this
Trying to redefine the lines between the hatred and bliss
What a mix
Reaching into bags full of tricks
Trying to pull the wool over the eyes of those who transfix
Stare too long you go blind
Unless your willing to find
There's a truth to refute
Reboot and open your mind
Because
Everything in this world is made up
Everything in this world is made up
Everything in this world is made up
It's made up
It's made up