Lyrics

[Verse 1: RAWINTHEVOID] Numbers game, who can make theirs the largest? Making fake bullets for fake targets Algorithms get us in the rhythm To debase ourselves for unprofitable markets [Verse 2: RAWINTHEVOID] Fabricate stories for uncaring faves Botting that shit with your digital slaves Make them believe your false reality Without showing the truth like shadows in caves [Verse 3: RAWINTHEVOID] I don't care if no one is watching Don't give a fuck if you block me Really though, I want you to know I will not be your servant; I'm not a damn Swatchling [Verse 4: RAWINTHEVOID] Dislikes, can we get 90,000? I pray thеse fuckers will pound it The only way out's playing shit hands wе're dealt In the game that's so stupid, it's truly astounding [Verse 5: RAWINTHEVOID] Fuck the censorship drive I cannot let that shit thrive I concur I'm not talking bout slurs But TikTok will never make me say "unalive" [Verse 6: RAWINTHEVOID] Lolcows and content farms getting their milkers I'mma high pass on that shit like a filter Got skin in the game, but this shit's still the same Creatives are punished for being off-kilter [Verse 7: RAWINTHEVOID] I'm sick of the phonies and sick of the lies They're calling their chill, normal fans "parasites" Scams for watchtime and to bleed wallets dry Please ask yourself, "who is the real parasite?" [Sample: Flowdan] Pull up on your block like bailiffs Got the surgeon ready for the facelift It's simple, not complicated [Verse 8: RAWINTHEVOID] One life, and it's already wasted [Sample: Johnathan Higgs; Michael Spearman] You must have bust me out of my head I'm wondering, how did I get this blood all over me? I got the pictures here on my phone, mhm I can't remember-er-er (Was— Fri-Fri-Fri-Fri—) —it a Sat-Sat— a Sat-Sat— a Sat-Sat—