*chicka chicka*

Bars? no, bars, not lies

Yo, you say you’re rapping up the truth
Hey, super sleuth (what up?)
Ever gone around the world?
Yeah, didn’t think so, so where’s your proof?
Oh, the government is lying?
How would they manage to keep the truth
From billions of people, just like you?
Wanna see my proof?
Cool, I’ll give you pictures and satellite images
Mathematical figures and principals
A free trip around the globe
Ought to change your tone
Uh, you sayin’ you got bars?
You won’t get too far
With those, you’re close but no cigar
See, a round Earth is ours
Not a flat Earth and flat stars
In this day and age, how can you be so uneducated?
Guess the school system failed you
Time to derail that train of thought
If you just give this a second thought,
You might realize it’s the one true thought
And I’m out
‘Cuz it’s too hard to write a plot
When it’s all for naught

These are bars, bars, bars