Imagine if I had to console,
the families of those slain, I slayed on game consoles.
I aim, I hold
‘Right Trigger’ to squeeze;
press ‘Up’ and ‘Y’, one-less nigga breathe.
B for the bombs—press ‘Pause’ for your moms;
make the room silent, she don’t approve of violent—games.
She leave, resume activity,
‘Start’ and blew hearts apart—shark wizardry.
On next part, I insert code,
to sweeten up the little person’s murder work load.
I tell him he work for
C.I.A. with A;
an operative, I operate this game all day.
I hold the controller connected to the soldier
with weapons on his shoulder,
he’s only seconds older than me.
We—playful but serious,
now keep that on line
for online experience.

— Lupe Fiasco’s Little Weapon, - Bishop G