(Fast, syncopated high-hats, a heavy synth-bass line, and bright, rhythmic guitar melody) (Vocals: Rapping verses with a cynical, fast flow. Chorus is melodic, layered, and sung with an Afropop lilt) Stuck Here in this Fucking Mall [Intro] (Beat builds, sound of a flickering fluorescent light, a distant, distorted mall speaker announcement) (Sung) Oh-oh-woah... (Spoken) Y'all... you see this? [Verse 1] (Rap) Yo, check the scene, it's a concrete box This place is dead, just ticking clocks Walk the food court, avoiding all the shocks There's more empty spots than not This whole damn mall is starting to rot. Outside, the parking lot has no stripes Just cracked asphalt and faded "coming soon" hypes Full of garbage, man, the different types Of filth where sometimes dogs just shit inside And honestly, maybe people too, they got nothing to hide. I'm just trying to get my paycheck But this whole place is a psychic trainwreck Pass the main plaza, don't give it a neck-check That fountain is yellow water, what the heck? This ain't a landmark, it's a shipwreck. [Chorus] (Sung, melodic, upbeat Afropop rhythm) Stuck here in this fucking mall Just watching all the pillars fall This future, it's an appall It's a dream that died last decade Yeah, it's all just a sad parade. We're all ghosts in this charade. [Verse 2] (Rap) The social rules are all outdated The culture war, it just got faded Even the Chick-fil-A hires gay Just to sell some chicken for another day. That discount Dillard's is a time machine Faded polos, a depressing scene And the "Great American," man, it's obscene The whole damn cookie company has crumbled, you know what I mean? The sweet escape, it's just jumbled. This place is a joke, a total mess Stale pretzels and emotional stress The owners, they could not care less. [Bridge] (Beat strips down, bass and drums only, rap gets more intense) You think the holidays bring the magic? Nah, man, the setup here is tragic. Christmas here is just a scam Those little helpers don't give a damn. The boss is watching with a scowl The elves are breaking child labor laws Working for a boss, Santa Claus, he's skinny... with no applause. The whole facade has got its flaws And the Easter Bunny's Brown, man... just because. [Chorus] (Full Afropop beat returns, sung) Stuck here in this fucking mall Just watching all the pillars fall This future, it's an appall It's a dream that died last decade Yeah, it's all just a sad parade. We're all ghosts in this charade. [Outro] (Music fades, sound of a single squeaky wheel) (Spoken, tired) Yeah... Stuck. Security. Please report to... (fades out)
