My generation need some reparations
Scrolling through phones just for recreation
Every subscription's a celebration
They ain't talking money
Don't speak the language
Sensitive, need a bandage
All this time I've been waiting
For things to straighten
Now I'm lacking the patience
Spreading hatred without hesitation
Shoot em a text so they get the message
Some are concerned with their follower count over friendship amount
Been to the club every week of the month
& wonder they broke in all they accounts
Known to be loud on the screen but in public they ain't make a sound
Pull up, post a pic & bounce
You do it, you do it for clout
Quit playing around
Been holding it down
What you talking about
Been up all night
Started off tired but
But scrolling through my phone got me feeling wired
Something don't seem right
Pictures you been flexing online ain't really what you seen like
Posting that gon' get get you fired
Barely care like you retired
That little quote got me feeling Inspired
Do it for mentions and likes
Don't stop hit the green light, green light
My generation need some reparations
Scrolling through phones just for recreation
Every subscription's a celebration
They ain't talking money
Don't speak the language
Sensitive, need a bandage
All this time I've been waiting
For things to straighten
Now I'm lacking the patience
Spreading hatred without hesitation
Shoot em a text so they get the message
Hold up I ain't finished
Post that same damn lame image
You been wasting all day trying to edit
Still you waiting
Gauging every second, second guessing
Feeling drained by the time you send it
Gauging every minute
Laking patience until you start shaking & your heart racing
Chasing that feeling it gave, it's great
Feeling ashamed if the record ain't break
King and queens, where the crown at
Blink or sneeze, post about it
Smile on the gram, but in person you frowning
So drippy you drowning
So petty for pouting
Do it clout, boy you clowning
Losing a streak got you frowning
The thought of a follow's arousing
I'm guiltily myself but who's counting
The beat slap so bounce with it
Bounce with it
My generation need some reparations
Scrolling through phones just for recreation
Every subscription's a celebration
They ain't talking money
Don't speak the language
Sensitive, need a bandage
All this time I've been waiting
For things to straighten
Now I'm lacking the patience
Spreading hatred without hesitation
Shoot em a text so they get the message