I'm a poet usin my words in my music to influence the earth
so that you too can pursuit a good future and i'm sure
to shoot me with bullets more than a few would
cuz they think i'm full of ludicrous terms to Google
but my world's not humorous, at work i do war, that's my duty
the reward is truly absurd, have i ruined my turn to lure in some humans
when will we learn we're still duelin, fueled by our foolishness
who's through with this, i'm a lunatic losin it like a fugitive, should i adjourn?
well, my blueprint is built from numerous, how could i still be only called studious?