Yourself?

Well...should I try having a discussion with rap? Like the format, but wanna push it further.
8 Mile! 8 Mile!

Some people say sex is the union of two souls,
Makin love, sharing a moment, yo baby, lets get it go.
Others just do it for the fun, like pissin, or taking a dump.
Biologically, it's just for reproduction. Logically, you've gotta use protection.

But livin in a utopian world's just like,
livin in a computer world damn tight.
With laws and conditions terms and contracts,
and people smilin at ya when you tip your hat.
What's the point of fuckin in a place like that,
They'd all go Thank You, Hey no sweat.
And when you're pissed, wanna let it all go,
They say, hey thanks for the party, you're just cool.
And no matter how you rage and whine,
Everybody's gonna pat you, and say, Hey man, it's all fine.
And you know it's not really fine at all,
When you shout "Screw them", and they say
"Please do!"
And slowly, unnoticably you're gonna think like them,
And spread your legs only like whores can.
And fuckin no longer gives you pleasure.
It's like a civic duty, made to measure.
And whenever you feel heat, a need to cool,
Just grab somebody of the streets and head to school.
Sex becomes nothing but a bodily act.
No meaning, no significance ain't no shit in that.
Well, you'd surely be laid, ten times? Twenty?
But I like my world, and that's a fact.

posted by Downhere. @ 12:02 pm