Something shifted twisted broke
Turned us into Clown World dopes
Progressive politics branded the woke
As permanent victimhood folk.
Welfare charity and the stimulus is a joke
Depression at the end of the rope.
Hope used to be my mantra
Now I just cope
Mope through life without a voice.
Cuomo, Clinton and the rest who groped
They’re just like the popes molesting choirboys
Disinfect their lies with karmic soap
“No justice, no peace” for them I hope they choke
But they’re never criminally punished they just snort coke
Like that crack-head, Hunter Biden bloke
Nope I won’t be scammed with false compassion.
I left the Woke plantation years ago
I’m not part of that liberal cult anymore
Now I just float through this life
As if I’m on a boat and all of this insanity
Is a trope to prove it’s all a lucid dream.