class war

Hey bootlickers! Hey management types!

Most of what you do is either toxic

or totally bereft of meaning

fuck you, this hierarchy is coming down



enemies disguised as peers and lovers

and they want to bring you down

there are drug dealers spinning plates

while the social circle is torn to bits

by centrifugal force, its so very sad

I wish I could save the whole underclass


rat park is a distant dream

we live in a cage instead


but dammit I approached the work with an intellectual praxis

where he relied entirely on aesthetic judgements and intuition


it was all