(First Verse)
Put your phone down I hope you came to listen
Cuz we all suffer from the same addiction
Used to start off the day with Ovaltine
Now we wake up to a heavy dose of dopamine
This media supposed to help us socialize
But most the time all it seem to do is polarize
We gotta start disconnectin' from this tension
cuz all these screens misdirectin' our attention
So much in the palm of our hands
You might as well call off all of your plans
Get the ice cream at home watch the concert on live stream
We livin in the future now life is but a meme
And I don’t mean to demand
But it’s weird cuz some my friends I only see on the Gram
I’m like I didn’t see you at the party yo that shit was shit was crackin'
all she had to say was "pics or it didn’t happen"

(Hook)
This game is like a 3 ring circus
I wanna be a part of the club
But I’m not sure if it’s worth it
Keep sayin that I think I’ve had enough (2x)

(Second Verse)
uh, try to use these platforms as a tool
But Facebook is like goin' back to high school
And the last thing I need is that
I want my focus back so I deleted the app
I couldn’t really deal, but it’s not the worst
Just usin' it to make me feel like I’m not at work
Everyone on Twitter got the gang mentality
The virtual will rearrange your reality
That’s unhealthy like overloads of selfies
Dead broke but in likes yo I’m wealthy
They ain’t got a trace of the artist in em
They just got a severe case of narcissism
Nowadays that’s standard issue
I can make a private page if I wanna diss you, uh
While everybody get they troll on
Tryna rock the boat I’m just tryna hold on

(Hook)
This game is like a 3 ring circus
I wanna be a part of the club
But I’m not sure if it’s worth it
Keep sayin that I think I’ve had enough (2x)

(Third Verse)
It’s why I’m out of sorts...
Speakin' from experience not a high horse
I use em all to try to cultivate a following
Even when it be an echo chamber I keep hollerin'
Put it on the Gram but I’m in denial
Cuz ain’t nobody clickin' on my link in bio
Might as well be tryna conjure ghosts
It only be like $3 for a sponsored post
Make me think I should be movin' at a different speed
can’t keep up with the trending memes on my Twitter feed
All my groupies are spambots
Don’t wanna play this but I feel like I can’t stop
You can kick me out of the club
Can’t roll with people choosin' clout over love, uh
We don’t gotta be ragtags
We can unplug before they turn us into hashtags