When I was younger, I\'d think deeply about Earth,
In the incubator, a four-week premature birth.
At school with a few friends but never fitted in,
Some souls dark, influenced by demons or djinn.
Loved fairgrounds, slides and all the big rides,
Sensing changes coming, a turning of the tides.
Moral decisions are made by less and less,
Don\'t fuck people over trying to be the best.
One of the main reasons I started writing rhymes,
We are living in completely unprecedented times.