Look around the world and tell me what you must see
Every single person just obsessing with their touch screen
Messaging incessantly like texting’s in their bloodstream
Forget the frickin drugs. Weed, Ketamine and plus E
Cause this is how we just fiend and everyone’s a junky
Pressing on them buttons keeps us constantly delighted
But we’re missing on the present when we’re lost in these devices
It’s the cost of being connected… and we’re paying the price
Never talking, just the texting every day of our lives
Plus it’s gay what we type, all those acronyms are crazy
Although practical I hate being so astoundingly lazy
And if you’re counting this it saves me like, no percent of my quickness
When using Swift Key to try to help with a sentence
Cause every second I did get… was automatically lost
From correcting predictions that were laughably wrong
I can’t believe all of the mistakes that this fucker brings
Autocorrect my ass… Man, I hate that fuckin thing!
Hey another thing.. Bee tee dubs in this joint
When you actually SAY the letters, then what the fuck is the point???
And did you just abbreviate and abbreviation?
That’s redonkulous boy…
Man our parents gotta think we’re speakin dumb with this voice
Like we musta destroyed the way English is spoke
See I just did it again. Same shit different joke
We say shit that we know sounds stupid as fuck
But we ain’t switch it cause yo, now we used to it bruh
Refuse to be stuck with traditional language
Just make up our own shit, and piss on the hata’s
I’m sick with the statements, Oh My God. L-O-L!!
The shit that we say is so retodded: hella downs
Get it now? When in doubt, I like the slapstick shit to mess with
But no matter how eccentric; or how hard you laugh as you suggested
I’m pretty fuckin sure that your ass is still connected!!
To be H with you though, I’m truly grateful cause yo
I get to swear my mothafuckin ass off, AND use racism. WOAH
But srs, BRB, cause I really G2G
I’ll TTYL cause I’m too busy just to speak
Nah I’m really just a fiend when my texting gets through
And if you don’t know what I mean, you can S-T-F-U.
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My syllable count approximately a billion, bounce. You cannot compete.
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