Write Your Own World

Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh. Hah! Ayy. They said the future wasn't built

for you. Just consume what they give, stay in your lane,

and queue. But the printing press broke chains in 1552. Now the code

is the key, and I'm handin' it to you. See, they programmed the

masses keep the magic in the vault. If you never learn to build,

then it's never your fault. But I'm here to flip the script on everything

you're taught. You ain't just a user, homie, you're a builder

at heart. And no more waitin' on permission. Oh, no more livin'