Verse 1: Operating on 2% battery and pure audacity, Brain tabs spinning in chaotic capacity. Twelve songs playing that I still can’t find, But I vibe so hard I bend space‑time. Chronically late but spiritually ahead, Laughing at my jokes like the universe said: “You’re the glitch, the spark, the rave‑queen code, A raccoon in Walmart on beast‑mode.” Pre-Chorus: “It’ll be fine” as the cosmos shakes, Overthinking every move the universe makes. But tonight I rise like neon smoke, Birthday chaos—cosmic joke. Chorus: Kalli, Kalli, low battery, high light, Turning meltdown energy into strobe‑lit flight. Dancing through the chaos like a fever dream, Psych‑trance goddess in a laser beam. Kalli, Kalli, birthday on full send, Vibing aggressively ‘til the timelines bend. If life’s a simulation, you’re the bug we adore, A cosmic rave glitch on the dancefloor. Verse 2: Argued with 2009 at least 400 times, Still lost but the lore is sublime. If overthinking burned calories, babe, You’d be a cryptid haunting the rave. Caffeine fears you—you’re the storm, A beautiful disaster in human form. Tasks start strong, end in emotional debris, But you still shine like chaotic majesty. Bridge (Build): 2% battery… 98% audacity… Brain buffering… Universe glitching… Kalli rising… Bassline stitching… DROP: You are the chaos, You are the light, You are the glitch that makes the system ignite. Final Chorus: Kalli, Kalli, birthday star in motion, A cosmic rave fueled by pure emotion. You break every rule with celestial grace, A beautiful disaster lighting up the bass.
