Extinction
How must I digest that by the dawn of the next century, this will be a fully computer-generated world?Which makes me hurl.As with the peak of your technology,you only compromise our anatomy and its ability to survive in this metal city you'll createAs a result of the dominion you borrowedthat only brings sorrows to life and its dominion.As our opinions remain simple ways we use to govern our universe, so why do you curse me and on the basis of your workswe will become extinct?Because of your city of oil spills, ten spanners and computer chips, but come on, let's take a future trip to life, but not as you're used to it.Because the truth of it,I do know my mind is better than any computer you can put in a robot, And my black woman over hobot.Dollars used to run fast and now they go slow. This will soon be like Monopoly when you don't pass Go.Cause if life was never guessing, then the probability would only be testing the capacity of your robots, and this is so tough.Life wants to throw up, and when it does, this whole place will blow up.