[Intro] (Yeah, you made it! Hah! Congrats, bro!) You're trending, huh? Big fuckin’ deal... [Verse 1] You’re on the front page, sure, that’s cute, But did you check the label? Obituaries too! You ain't trending, you're straight-up lost, Chasing clout like a crackhead, at any cost! Writing for machines, talking to bots, Begging for approval like a dog for a spot. (Sit! Roll over!) Your streams? Fake. Your stats? A joke. A puppet on a string, algorithm’s little ho! [Chorus] Trending? Nah, you’re just a pawn in the game! Dancing for crumbs like a clown with no shame! Trending? Nah, you’re lost in the fog! Better check your pulse—yo, you’re already gone! (Flatline!) [Verse 2] You built an empire on numbers that lie, But kings turn to dust, and your time’s running dry! Addicted to spikes, obsessed with clicks, One day you're up, next day—you ain't shit! Lemme guess—you got “fans,” you got a “team”? Bunch of broke-ass clowns chasing the same dream. (Pathetic!) Algorithm’s bitch, stuck in submission, Congrats, lil’ bro, you’re a slave on commission! [Chorus] Trending? Nah, you’re just a pawn in the game! Dancing for crumbs like a clown with no shame! Trending? Nah, you’re lost in the fog! Better check your pulse—yo, you’re already gone! (Flatline!) [Bridge] You’re a shooting star in a burned-out sky, A flash in the pan, but you swear you’re that guy! (Bruh, really?) Tomorrow the algo resets, you’re back at square one, Enjoy your fifteen minutes, bitch, time’s done! [Outro] (Trending, trending… yeah, keep dreaming.) One day you're viral, next day—forgotten. (RIP!) You're a Discord celebrity… Better start thinking 'bout that rope, G. (Oof!)
