"Yo, Where my red lines at?" 

I picture Frank Lloyd Wright, while you think I'm Mike Brady 
And engineers devour our work and call us crazy 
We got rounded specs, but they ain't for looks 
It's from staring at our screens and all those history books 
We turn an empty space, into a world of possibility 
Maintaining privacy, and tranquility 
Graduate from school, about to change the world, 
But I'm stuck designing thrones with a clockwise swirl 

We're architects oh! With creative flair 
Re-designing the world, from buildings to chairs 
It's a daily grind, but we love what we do 
A satisfying job giving you a better view 

Lord of the Elmer's, and king of scraps 
Making models our of paper, and plastic bottle caps 
I'm a master of BIM, making lines with dashes, 
Except I'll lose my mind, if Revit *bleep* crashes 
GREEN is gold, and LEED is big, 
Know the golden triangle, and learn your trig 
Challenge the formula, push the envelope, 
Put more glazing over here. That looks really dope! 


Crank the A/C in the office just to stay awake, 
Espresso and Red Bull till I got a stomach ache. 
With our cotton blazers high, we have a sense of style, 
But to the rest of the world we just point and smile 
I read code books, while I'm on vacation 
Take pictures of, my latest creation 
We wear black and gray, with no logos on our threads 
So many sleepless nights we're like the walking dead 


Got so many scales, myswell (might as well) call me a fish 
Does your lawn look boring? I'll design you a dish 
Starchitects, no!, call them Hollywood actors, 
Cause they can't deal with general contractors 
Spec book wasn't clear so I got these RFI's 
Clients making changes that we all despise. 
We got better FORM, than Jordan's jump shot 
And designs that function like a million dollar yacht. 


I'm an architect, "Oh you mean like Ted Mosby?"


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