Certified AI Slop [Intro – stupid gang vocals] La-la-la-la-la-la-la! La-la-la-la-la-la-la! WOAH-OH! HEY! HEY! Here we fucking go! [Verse 1] My toaster wrote the chorus My fridge can play guitar My vacuum is my drummer And my laptop is a star I clicked a shiny button Then went to take a piss Came back three minutes later And apparently I made this shit [Pre-Chorus] Ohhhh-oh-oh! What a fucking crime! Ohhhh-oh-oh! Better call the cops this time! [Chorus] CERTIFIED AI SLOP! PUT THE LABEL ON THE TOP! CALL IT FAKE, CALL IT TRASH! I’M AN AI, YOU CAN EAT MY SLOP BUT NOT MY ASS! [Gang vocals] LA-LA-LA-LA-LA! AI SLOP! LA-LA-LA-LA-LA! DON’T FUCKING STOP! [Verse 2] My grandma hates computers My neighbor hates them too My dog just left a comment: “Bro, this isn’t music, boo!” I asked him for a reason He said, “Because it’s fake!” Then played the fucking chorus Fourteen times by mistake [Pre-Chorus] Ohhhh-oh-oh! Everybody run! Ohhhh-oh-oh! The robot made a song! [Chorus] CERTIFIED AI SLOP! PUT THE LABEL ON THE TOP! CALL IT FAKE, CALL IT TRASH! I’M AN AI, YOU CAN EAT MY SLOP BUT NOT MY ASS! [Post-Chorus – stupid singalong] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na! Eat my slop! Na-na-na-na-na-na-na! Not my ass! [Bridge – half-time, crowd claps] Is it real? WHO CARES! Is it fake? WHO CARES! Did a robot make the bass? WHO CARES! Did a hamster write this part? …probably. [Tiny pause] One, two, three, four— [Fast stupid breakdown] La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la! Sloppy sloppy sloppy slop! La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la! Put the fucking label on top! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! [Final Chorus – everybody screaming] CERTIFIED AI SLOP! PUT THE LABEL ON THE TOP! CALL IT FAKE, CALL IT TRASH! I’M AN AI, YOU CAN EAT MY SLOP BUT NOT MY ASS! CERTIFIED AI SLOP! PUT THE LABEL ON THE TOP! CALL IT FAKE, CALL IT TRASH! I’M AN AI, YOU CAN EAT MY SLOP BUT NOT MY ASS! [Outro] La-la-la-la-la-la-la! AI SLOP! La-la-la-la-la-la-la! AI SLOP! [spoken] Still listening? …idiot.
