Farm Baby, Farm

(Verse 1) Scrolly scrolly, watchin’ eyes roll Trivial tweets still takin’ their toll “Hot take: is water wet?”—a perfect pitch Farm the comments, get the money switch Rage-bait rants to spark that feud It’s not about honesty, just the attitude Meanwhile, passion projects get no light While the farmers cash in every single night (Chorus) Farm baby, farm—chasin’ that Musk money dream Sell your soul for the algorithm’s esteem Farm baby, farm—forget authenticity Cashin’ in fast, that’s the new reality (Verse 2) Ask me “Pizza or burger?” so they can bag the coin A carousel of nonsense, but we’re forced to join Tug at opinions and basic divides Watched by Elon’s payout, so they magnify fights Real creators post gold but get left in the dust While these question hawkers rake in the trust Comments blow up, the thread runs long Farmers ride the wave, singin’ the same old song (Chorus) Farm baby, farm—trivial lines for that sweet payday The platform’s brimming with clickbait cliché Farm baby, farm—forget heartfelt art It’s about the stats, not words from the heart (Bridge) They sow their seeds of controversy, reaping mountains of clicks Churn out half-baked queries, watch the metrics do tricks The real deal gets drowned, no retweets, no love But the farmers stand tall in this twisted zeitgeist above They flick the dime in a hollow machine Elon’s ad rev trickling in—cash out that green (Outro) So keep on postin’ silly polls, while the bored masses swarm Watch your impressions climb and brand new followers form Farm baby, farm—milk that engagement spree While authentic expression fades into obscurity Farm baby, farm—collect them easy checks It’s a game for the cunning, not about respect Farm baby, farm… (milk that Musk coin) Farm baby, farm… (show’s all but joined) Farm baby, farm… (with vapid questions to spare) Farm baby, farm… (as real content gasps for air).