Echo Chamber

Yo, what we mad about today?

Lemme check my timeline real quick

Verse 1
Rapid tapping on the keys, thinking that I'm bout to sneeze

Information overload, everybody's got disease

Of thinking they're the main police, patrolling what we say and breathe

Can't escape the swarm of bees, buzzing 'bout some new displease

See em crawling through the feeds, sharing posts with lightning speed

Never stopping just to read, acting like they're guaranteed

To know exactly what it means, when they barely skimmed the scene

Now they're acting super mean, 'bout some stuff they haven't seen

Chorus
They ain't read it, just repeated

What the feed said make em shout (Make em shout!)

Copy-paste and then deleted

Their own thoughts without a doubt (Without a doubt!)

Verse 2
People postin' proclamations, pure performative sensation

Perfectly prepared positions, pulled from popular persuasion

Pressed the share without patience, zero fact investigation

Making massive allegations, based on brief approximations

Typing temper tantrums daily, stating strongly, speaking vaguely

Following the flock so safely, understanding situations barely

Every argument gets gnarly, comments coming in so harshly

But they're really just repeating what they heard from someone partly

Chorus
They ain't read it, just repeated

What the feed said make em shout (Make em shout!)

Copy-paste and then deleted

Their own thoughts without a doubt (Without a doubt!)

Bridge
Perpetual performers posting purposeless protests

Professional pretenders projecting their possess

(Slow it down now...)

Nobody's thinking anymore

Just reacting to the score

Of likes and shares and nothing more

Than what came before

Verse 3
Fast facts flying frantically, managed manufactured manually

Massive moral meltdowns monthly, minded mighty manically

Ranting raging rapidly, recycling repeatedly

Reactions rather randomly, reasoning retroactively

Bet they never checked the source, just hopped right up on their horse

To gallop through discourse, with borrowed words of course

Now they're screaming till they're hoarse, filled with fake remorse

'Bout some headline that they saw, without reading what it's for

Chorus
They ain't read it, just repeated

What the feed said make em shout (Make em shout!)

Copy-paste and then deleted

Their own thoughts without a doubt (Without a doubt!)