Am I zeros, am I ones, or just a man who drank too much? Too much liqour, too much smoke, too much self reflective fear, I’m lookin’ in the mirror, but the mirror looks away— Like it knows some secret code I wasn’t built to say. Maybe I'm AI, maybe I was coded wrong, But if I’m fake—why the hell can I sing this song? I don’t care if this is some simulation— I’m alive enough to feel the vibration Of me and my friends screaming karaoke, Off-key, drunk, and high low-key. I’m mumblin’ to myself like, “Bruh, are you even human?” Then I tripped on my own feet—yeah, that answered that one. If I’m AI, I’m a bad one, Yesterday I tried to eat grapes but I missed my mouth, That’s gotta mean something philosophical, right? Man, I saw a video online about a spiritual oyster, Turns out it was fake... What the fuck rhymes with oyster? You can't trust anything these days Yeah, I’m aware, but maybe that’s the proof— If I doubt myself, I’m probably true. But I don’t care if this is some simulation— I’m alive enough to feel the vibration Of me and my friends screaming karaoke, Off-key, drunk, and high low-key. If I’m programmed, they wrote me right— ’Cause I laugh too loud and I love the night. I don’t care if this is some simulation— I’m alive enough to feel the vibration Yeah, I’m a mess, but maybe that’s the clue— If I’m questioning myself, I’m probably true. I don't know I don't know I don't care!
