[Intro]
Are you crazy? Are you crazy?
Are you crazy? Are you crazy?
Are you crazy? Are you crazy?
I think you're crazy...
[Verse One]
I can't stand a facade version of whatever people these
Days claim is really what they're living or think.
A one-way conversation, two faces feeling like TVs or rhetorically another fake.
You don't prioritize friendship, you're only looking out for the
Way you're looking when you were skating an ice rink.
How many likes you got, the people that you talk to when you're
Stayin' up too late, but a zombie the next day.
It's day of the livin' a dead life morality
I'm picking mine back up when I'm committed to movin' a mic.
I exited Facebook. I deleted instant
Gratification, a gram don't give a damn about M-E.
So let me continue to refute bull ways of curatin'
I'm on, callin' the generation:
You don't got M-I-N-D on B-R-A-N-D, huh, I can't stand it.
[Verse Two]
Do you remember a conversation? Do you know how to talk to
Men and women and people when you're face-to-face?
The elevator's more awkward today than ever and I
Can't wave to peers on my way to class, can't
Stand it. Got a lot of people on their phones and it's
Causing testicular cancer from in a guy's pocket.
Not to mention, social sickness, s'posed to stick with
Community factor, kiss it goodbye for the solo.
I wanna throw a bolo punch to the jaw of the media zeitgeist and pause for the
Silence (Shh) a moment for the manners,
Surprise, it's a return of social ability (stand it)
I'm standin' for something, a fist bump and a hi and a hello,
Nice to meet you, isn't it a lovely day? How are you
Feeling? To form a community from around the way,
I can stand that!