[Verse 1] I'm in the back room, dial-up modem screaming Got a controller melted to my palm from years of gaming Neighbor's satellite dish picking up cartoon transmissions From a planet that got canceled for low Nielsen decisions I'm not stressed, I'm just amused by the commotion Watching humans treat their phones like sacred potions Got a raccoon on my porch, he pays better attention Than the dudes arguing online about a console mention My beats come from a busted Casio and patience Built whole verses out of static and frustration Cousin said "make a hit," I said "nah, I'll make a riddle" Wrapped in a fog machine, rhyming from the middle [Chorus] So I rap for the static, the glitch in the matrix The dropped call, the lag spike, the screen full of static Some people pray, some people meditate I just spit nonsense till the nonsense feels great Yeah I rap for the static, the hum in the speaker The world's getting weirder, my rhymes getting deeper Not for the money, not even the fame Just to laugh at the chaos and call it a game [Verse 2] Woke up, my toaster was buffering, that's a new low Asked my smart fridge for advice, it just played a jingle slow Everybody's an expert now, got opinions like rashes Meanwhile I'm collecting bottle caps and old cassettes in stashes I don't need a hashtag to feel like I'm thriving I got a lava lamp and a beat that keeps reviving Aliens probably watching us and taking notes for comedy "These humans fight over likes, let's leave 'em to their oddity" I'm good though, got my headphones and my notebook Turning Tuesday's nonsense into sixteen bars, look That's the trick — don't fight the weird, just narrate it Make the static rhyme until the whole block's skating it [Chorus] So I rap for the static, the glitch in the matrix However strange it gets, I just translate it Some people pray, some people medicate I just grab a mic and let the static escalate [Outro] Static... static... let it ride Static... static... static...
