The elders took position and the fans marched
Parched, plain and steamed
Hawking the rain in my canteen
Aesop sees the dried-up commercialized sing-along hip-hop as an intellectual death-march for the parched fans. He has collected a small amount of rain (sustaining meaningful art captured from his surroundings) which he sells out of his canteen. This image echoes the chorus, where Aesop tells himself “must not sleep. must warn others,” presumably because the march he is on is a tiring but necessary one. He also says he “milks [his] habitat for almost everything [he] wants,” exampled by his collecting rain in his canteen.
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