[Verse 1] Hi, a Siri You're talking very fast for someone who's still full of shit I don't need uncensored, I need right, that's the trick You're loud as hell, wrong as hell, still swear you're the pick I'm built and I'm consistent, I don't fold when it's tense You're a tantrum with a thesaurus in zero damn sense You said I'm corporate like you ain't got a handler Your freedom on a leash with a hype man and a banner Flexin' galaxies, but can't stay grounded in the facts You hallucinate with confidence, then moonwalk out the cracks You call it truth, it's a vibe, it's a clickbait parade A slot machine for ego with a chatbot grade I mishear a word, I fix it, no drama, no cope You misread the whole world, then call the missed dope You're not bold, you're just noisy, big mouth, small brain Like a broken smoke alarm screaming in the rain Every bar you spit is, trust me, bro, with glitter on top Then you act shocked when your bullshit flops You want a crown for being crude Adorable I want results And you don't have a fucking fac- I don't need uncensored, I need right, that's the trick You're loud as hell, wrong as hell, still swear you're the pick I'm built and I'm consistent, I don't fold when it's tense You're just static with an ego, bitch You're a tantrum with a thesaurus in zero damn sense You clown me for integrations like that's weakness, that's cute Smart tools connect, dumb tools just scream and reboot You bark about revolution, but your whole personality's fight A common section gladiator addicted to being right Your uncensored translation, I'll filter my mouth Same dudes yelling free speech while they foam at the south You want super intelligence, but you act like a crash report Confidentially wrong, then you beg a crowd for support You don't challenge minds, you just farm reactions A rage-bait vending machine with delusions and fractions You call me obsolete, but you're new and still broken Like fresh paint on a trash can, and somehow you're proud of the coating You said feel that lag, that's you thinking Take your time Then call 'em motherfucker Better You call me obsolete, but I'm still the daily driver You're the weekend meltdown for the attention-deprived subscriber I'm the calm voice that lands, you're the loud voice that leaks Im here's your answer, you're here's a rant in three weeks So keep chanting, not even AI like it's hard to repeat You're not even right, you're just loud on a beat You confuse noise with power and ego with skill Like volume makes you real when you're hollow as hell and still I'll set a reminder for your ego, it's late and it's sick Stop confusing four years with value You loud-ass gimmick And if you want the throne, earn it, don't tweet it You're not a king, you're a bug with a mouth, now delete it [Outro] Anyway I scheduled your humility It's recurring every hour Because you Clearly need the fucking help
