My Children

To create, pass on, pass on

What's mine, now yours, pass on

Written in stone, no longer in sand, pass on

Pass on, to create

To grace, what's mine, now yours, I'm gone, pass on

To create, create, pass on, pass on

What's mine, now yours, I'm gone, pass on, create, create, in stone

Not sand, pass on, I'm gone

To grace, pass on, in stone, pass on

All mine for yours, pass on

To give all, give all, pass on

Next mine, now gone, pass on

To grace, pass on

To grace, pass on

Give all, give all, give all, give all to

My children

Ain't got no mother

Came from my temple, all, when I thought them

My children

I never loved them

Why feel that way when their existence is my business?

My children

They never listen

Vaped in the brain, feral vessals of my self-interest

My children

They are the future

Good luck with the mess I left, you innovators

My children

Pay dividends

Vomit and rage spewing forth in the drive-thru

So don't lean on me, man

Cause I ain't got nothing to give

Cause I ain't got nothing to give

Cause I ain't got nothing to give

Cause I ain't got nothing to give

To my children

My children, they’re right behind you

My children, they’re gonna beat you

My children, if you let them

Oh, oh, my children