Children Of The Internet (Remix feat. Joey Bada$$)

(Yeah, right)

I flashback to a time, I was maybe 12

When we used to play outside and give Granny hell

Daily trying just to not end up dead or in jail

Now these kids braindead and prisoners to they cell

My lil cuzzy come around and barely make a sound

He got his headphones on, his head looking down

Disconnected from everything that surrounds him

The Social Dilemma tendency's on the thousand

Few raise they brows while most keep browsing

Seconds turn to minutes and the minutes turn to hours an'

Then the hours turn to days, wilful lounging

You livin' on the internet, ain't focused on ya housing (housing)

Now how the fuck that shit sounding?

She smiling in the pictures, but inside she frowning (she frowning)

Thirsty for attention, got her so obsessed

I guess we just children of the internet (the internet)

(Children of the internet)

Look

I grew up in a good but a changin' age

My wife and kids - Damon Wayans

When the youth club was everybody's favourite place

Where if you spoke to a girl then it was face-to-face

Bruh, I seen the heart of the 'hood turn trendy

Kids lose interest

Parks turn empty

Social media's got us all less friendly

Now, can't you see the irony?

She's got game when she types to me but nothing in person, that ain't the type for me

Asking "Can we go for dinner?" yet in the flesh

No conversation, no intellect

The future generation of the children of the internet

It's all change an' I'm seeing it now

You can meet a hundred people without leaving your house

Puttin' pictures in a frame, a memory in the clouds

You know everybody keeps their memories in the cloud

We finally found a voice and we ain't speaking as loud

People only wanna listen to the sheep and the crowd

And any other statement gets you cancelled by an activist that's never helped the cause that they're tweeting about

Do you blame public figures and personalities

For giving li'l kids a warped view of reality?

Or blame all of the apps that make a killing

On finding the sweet spot in your self-hate and vanity?

Could you argue that it's borderline dangerous

To take a picture of a girl's face and start changin' it?

In one quick filter, your nose looks thinner

Your eyes look fuller

Your lips look bigger

Your software's better and your phone knows everything

If anything, it's getting George Orwellian

Look

It's all connected, nobody's protected

From business collectives, your info's collected

There are more active cell phones on the planet than people

The mobile phone is both a connection and disconnection device

And is typically placed between the human and its surroundings

Tuning the surroundings out

Children of the internet