How Sad

Yeah, they tell me if I curse, and degrade on the track,
That I'll blow up quick, get the followers back.
Talkin' down on women, use some toxic slang,
You’ll get views, yeah, they’ll all shout your name.

But it’s sad, it’s a shame, just a game for the clout,
Chasin’ fame but they don't know what it's all about.
Spinnin' hate for a like, selling lies with a smile,
It’s a race to the bottom, but you can’t stay for a while.

I could talk reckless, make the whole world shook,
But deep down, it’s hollow when you sellin' your soul for a look.
Do we really need the hate to grow?
Gotta ask myself, “What’s it worth for the show?”

If I curse and degrade, I’ll get views, get likes,
But it’s a sad reality, I’m just chasin’ the hype.
Will they remember me, or just the image I sold?
Is this really success, or just a lie that gets old?

Wanna see me fall, they wanna see me act wild,
But it’s fake, like a smile that’s been on for a while.
What’s the point of the fame if I lose who I am?
All for the clicks, man, it's all just a scam.

They don’t care ‘bout the words that they say,
But the real ones are the ones who choose love every day.
So I’m breaking the chains, changing up the flow,
I don’t need to hate to make my dreams grow.

I could keep spittin’ venom, talkin’ down on my queen,
But what does it mean if I ain’t livin' clean?
Is this all just for fame, or something more real?
I gotta ask myself, “What’s the deal with this appeal?”

If I curse and degrade, I’ll get views, get likes,
But it’s a sad reality, I’m just chasin’ the hype.
Will they remember me, or just the image I sold?
Is this really success, or just a lie that gets old?

I don’t need no toxic fame,
I’ma build it up, different name.
With respect and love, I’ll stand tall,
I don’t need to break, I’m breakin' that wall.

If I curse and degrade, I’ll get views, get likes,
But it’s a sad reality, I’m just chasin’ the hype.
Will they remember me, or just the image I sold?
Is this really success, or just a lie that gets old?

So here’s the truth, you don’t need to act fake,
Real power’s in respect, not the moves that you make.
Chasin’ love, not hate, we can change this game,
So let’s rise up, yeah, and leave behind the shame.