[INTRO: dark piano, vinyl crackle, distant female hums, deep bass rumble] [Female Adlibs] "Yeah..." "Oh no..." "Here we go again..." [Spoken Male Voice] Welcome to the Twatosphere...! Population? Way too many...! [BEAT DROP: heavy Detroit drums, dark 808s] [V1: aggressive Detroit rap, sarcastic flow] I woke up BARELYFUCKTIONING...! Eyes open but my soul still buffering...! Coffee cold...! Bills due...! Everybody got advice...! Nobody got a clue...! Whole room full of SHITOLOGISTS...! PhD experts in everybody else's shit...! Talkin' crazy...! Actin' wise... Can't even recognize their own disguise...! My SHITSTINCT started ringing alarms...! Fake smiles...! Fake hugs...! Fake charm...! Something smell wrong...! Something ain't right...! Same damn circus every damn night...! And that's DEJA POO...! Seen this movie before...! Same clown...! New outfit...! Same drama at the door...! [PRE-HOOK: female layered vocals] Again...! "Again...!" Again...! Same bullshit...! Different skin...! [HOOK: crowd chant] HAKUNA MAFUCKIT...! Let the shitshow run...! Zero fucks left...! I'm already done...! HAKUNA MAFUCKIT...! Middle fingers high...! If the world burn down...! I'm still getting by...! [Female Adlibs] "No worries..." "No stress..." "Whatever...!" [V2: harder flow] Now I'm trapped inside a FUCKTANGULAR mess...! Fix one problem...! Get rewarded with six...! Every DIPSHIDIOT got opinions...! Ignore advice...! Crash the mission...! Reality punch 'em...! Right in the face...! Tomorrow they repeat it...! Same damn race...! Whole squad lookin' PISTIFIED...! Mad and confused...! Like stupidity multiplied...! Then a CLOCKSUCKER appears...! Talkin' forty-five minutes...! To say absolutely nothing...! Bro...! Get to the point...! Damn...! Time disappeared...! Sun went down...! Still hearing the same clown...! [Female Adlibs] "Blah blah blah..." "Keep talking..." "Nobody listening..." [HOOK] HAKUNA MAFUCKIT...! Let the shitshow run...! Zero fucks left...! I'm already done...! HAKUNA MAFUCKIT...! Middle fingers high...! If the world burn down...! I'm still getting by...! [V3: cinematic build] Friday hit...! "FRIDAY...!" Fuck Responsibilities...! I'm Done Acknowledging You...! Emails dead...! Deadlines buried...! Brain already somewhere tropical...! Boss still talking...! I ain't hearing shit...! Mentally on a beach...! Physically in the office...! Then a MOTHAFUCKASAURUS walks in...!!! "Boom...!" "Boom...!" "Boom...!" Loud as hell...! Breaking every conversation...! Destroying every vibe...! Still expecting applause...! Main character syndrome...! Maximum settings...! Meanwhile the ASS-TRONAUT floating above reality...! So far up his own ass...! NASA lost contact...! [BRIDGE: beat cuts, dark strings] [Female Whisper] Bitch...! "Bitch...!" Bitch...! [BITCHILANTE VOCAL CHANT] Mean only when deserved...! Justice with attitude...! [BITCHARELLA BACKGROUND VOCALS] Princess...! Menace...! Same damn person...! [FINAL VERSE: fastest flow] SARCHOTIC thoughts...! Forty percent joke...! Sixty percent warning...! Everybody laughing...! Then slowly stop...! Wondering if I actually mean it...! Then comes the DICKTIM...! Acts like a dick...! Breaks everything...! Starts every fire...! Then cries victim...! Unbelievable...! And somewhere in the crowd...! A BACKPFEIFENGESICHT smiling...! One of those faces...! The universe designed...! To test patience...! [FULL ENERGY FINAL HOOK] HAKUNA MAFUCKIT...! Let the shitshow run...! No more FUCKADOODLEDOO...! Every fuck is gone...! HAKUNA MAFUCKIT...! Zero fear tonight...! The TWATOSPHERE burning...! Under neon lights...! FUCKNESIA got me forgetting...! Why I cared at all...! And honestly...! That might be the win...! [OUTRO: piano fades, female humming] [Female Vocal] "No worries...!!" "No worries...!!" [Spoken Male] Welcome to the Twatosphere...! See you tomorrow...! Same shit...! Different outfit...! [Fade Out]
