The Cost Of Making The Same Mistakes

Listen, The world has enough people clawing at each other for scraps, enough desks filled with rubber-stampers. But forcing anything—especially something as primal as breeding—turns men into animals and animals into something worse, Yet you and I are still eating them. The poor, the so-called dumb—what makes them lesser? Education? A missed chance? Or just a factory job that broke their back? You can't legislate intelligence into being or regulate poverty out of existence by shutting doors. But you can offer people money to get vasectomies and hysterectomies. After all cash is king and in rap we dick down the Queen's. What needs to die off isn't people, but this suffocating greed that breeds desperation in the first place. And of course the need for raw sex and orgasm after orgasm. So should they let them live, let them breed, let them do what people do. It's simple breeding that's the problem—it's the system stacked against them, Use your hands and slip into the back door.