[Intro – Spoken, amused tone | no beat → slow build pad] Yeah… You ever just go in for milk… and leave with emotional damage? (pause… faint cart squeak SFX) The cops parked outside should’ve been my first clue… (808 riser → beat DROP) [Verse 1 – FAST cadence, punchline heavy] Abandon hope—grabbed the cart with a wobble, Wheel screamin’ like it’s fightin’ in reverse, (SKRRRT) And the show begins...people watching,.. crazy dodgin' (AY) Flip-flops, pajama pants, cookie monster fit, Hair in a bonnet, cigarette lit—don’t give a shit (WHAT?!) Lady got curlers, hoodie say “Queen,” Rockin’ house slippers like it’s 3:15, Man in a bathrobe, no shame, no fear, Like he just said “fuck it” and teleported here (POOF) Saw a dude flexin’ in a curtain cape, Lookin’ like Walmart turned Comic-Con late, (NERD!) Couple in onesies—flag head to toe, Fourth of July… in December though?? (HELL NAH!) Aisle 4 fashion week, front row spot, Crocs with the socks and the tank top (OOOH!) You came for food… you stayed for the show, Ain’t no dress code when the doors open, bro— [Pre-Chorus – HALF-TIME, build tension] You blink one time—miss a whole scene, Chaos couture in a superstore wet—dream, (snare roll → drop) [Chorus – FULL ENERGY, chant-style] Walmart wildin’, rollback reality, (HEY!) Cart full of chaos, aisle five insanity, (AISLE FIVE!) Came for some milk—now you traumatized, Welcome to Wallyworld… hope you survive Retail wasteland—no rules apply, Where shame pulled up and decided to die, (RIP!) Front row seats to the “what the hell, bro?” You ain’t even shoppin’—you watchin’ a show [Verse 2 – MORE AGGRESSIVE, layered ad-libs] Carts crash—somebody yellin’ real loud, (BOOM!) Whole place feel like a lawless crowd, Somebody barkin’—is that a pet inside?? Lady barks back—dog like “I resign.” (QUIT!) Leggings gave up, they losin’ the fight, Patterns so loud with colors too bright, (LOUD!) Tank top stretchin’, holdin’ on strong, Fabric filed a complaint like its been wronged (LAWSUIT!) Spandex showin’ things no one asked to see, Stretched into places— it shouldnt be..., (WHY?!) Camo shorts paired with a hawaiian shirt, Fashion so bold its gotta hurt, Kid in the cart eatin’ snacks unpaid, Another lickin’ shelves like he wolf-pack raised, (FERAL!) One dude barefoot just rawdog floor, Like he aint heard of tetanus before... (NASTY!) Who steals one sock and leaves the other one? [Chorus – repeat, BIGGER with crowd chants] [Verse 3 – STORY MODE + ENERGY SWITCHES] Saw a dude grillin’ in garden supplies, (SIZZLE!) Another lady doin’ TikTok lives, (LIVE!) Couple fightin’ loud over coupons again, Like it’s pay-per-view and we all tuned in (FIGHT!) Every aisle packed like a clearance day boat, Cart full of stuff—then abandoned mid-aisle, Side quest glitch in a video file, (GLITCH!) Teenagers dancin’ on top of the crates, Someone testin’ grapes like it’s five-star plates (CLASSY!) Intercom crack—karaoke live, (STATIC) “Sweet Home Alabama” in aisle five, (SING IT!) Manager sighin’ like “not this again…” Shift ain’t even— halfway in...... (DAMN) One dude got a shirt say “FBI— Female Body Inspector”—boy don’t even try (NOPE!) You ain’t inspectin’ nothin’, let’s be real, Only thing you baggin’ is clearance deals (BARGAIN!) [Bridge – Beat DROP OUT → eerie pad + distant beep SFX] Yeah… Blue light special on human behavior… Welcome to aisle—what the hell is goin’ on… Greeter say “Welcome”… "have a great day", Dead in the eyes like their souls on layaway Scanner beepin’ like it cryin’ for help, Whole damn store need therapy itself (slow bass swell → DROP) [Verse 4 – FINAL BUILD, MAX CHAOS] Saw a man walk in with a whole pet raccoon, (WHAT?!) Cashier didn’t blink—just scanned it like “cool,” Girl rockin’ heels and a bikini with a SpongeBob tee, Dude got a mullet and a Macho Man hoodie, (OH YEAH!) Baby cryin’, someone yellin’ “PRICE CHECK!” Meanwhile a dude got a snake on his neck, (HELL NAH!) Smell hittin’ different—skin layers of sweat, Produce aisle wiltin’ outta pure disrespect Employee dead-eyed, soul checked out, Seen too much to even react now [Final Bridge – Spoken, cinematic pause] Now— back into the "Parking lot 500" finish line I parked somewhere out here.... —among all the crazies and Rv's (engine start SFX → beat kicks back in) [Final Chorus – BIGGEST, layered vocals + chants] Walked in calm, had a plan in my head, Automatic doors like “welcome to the dread,” (WELCOME!) Came for some milk but I stayed just to see— Humanity crash in HD Wallyworld wasteland—fashion crime scene, Drip so bad it need a hazmat team, (HAZMAT!) Front row seats to the “what the hell, bro?” You ain’t even shoppin’—you watchin’ a show [Outro – Beat fades, back to spoken] Yeah… Welcome to the clearance rack of human decisions… No refunds. —No dignity. Came in for milk… Left with stories for life. (cart squeak → fade out)
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