We knew we’d be here like back in ‘04, started HiiiPower because our generation needed a generator in a system made to disintegrate us and all we do is assist ‘em. We’re not victors, we’re victims. The bigger picture isn’t developed yet, like, what if kids were celibate? Or what if Tammy came across a real man who didn’t play games like chil-dren? My nigga cheated on his girlfriend with his girlfriend’s girlfriend, let the world end. And everybody trippin’ off twenty-twelve and the extraterrestrial presence as well. (Odd Future’s aight) but our future’s not. That martial law shit dropped, we gon’ all get got. So keep that question mark on your face, eat your fast-food, use your fluoride toothpaste. Hide your feelings from the public, work your lil’ nine-to-five, don’t forget to pay your tithes, and thank God you alive. And on another note, we focussed like the Hubble Telescope.