Lyric discussion by robobonobo 

yeah, thats what I had gotten, too. some sort of weird ass funkadelic mythology involved. I've always like to think this, though: now, the first two sentences are almost an accusing sort of statement, sort of like "good job, assholes, what are you going to do about it?". Then, Mr. Clinton states, on a sort of tangent, that these maggots in the mind of the universe, the disgusting, writhing, seeming-to-be-negativitie ideas that infest the universe, are something that he is in the know about, something that he has even tried. And he "was not offended, for he knew he had to rise above it all, or else drown in his own shit". In fact, he's come to love the maggots, as is apparent by the repitition of the phrase "go maggot brain". Then, you put it to this minory sort of song with one of the most heartfelt, screamingly mournful solos of all time, with these soring highs and agressivly acidic lows, and you got your ass what george clinton was just rambling about, in musical form.

or maybe I'm just reading into all this shit a little too much.

An error occured.