Verse 1 (Yung Citizen):
Now why you put yourself through all this nonsense
Little confused cuz you hide from all of your conscience
Could be your fear, need to be more clear
Letting go of your ego your closer is getting near
It's facts over opinions do your research
Little 'head of yourself, you're getting too absurd
Getting louder and louder I hit do not disturb
You keep on shoutin' the shoutin' your first time didn't learn
Cuz you don't deserve
Now I don't know what you been told
Behind the keyboard startin' to get real bold
Repetitive, scratch the surface, got to owe
Keep on hammering the situations I'm not sold
Advise on movin' on, find you somethin' better
Feed into yourself, somethin' that gives you pleasure
Somethin' other than a gadget like you are inspected
You can save all the apologies I'm not expecting

Hook (PW):
Don't feed the trolls kids
Cuz everyone's a sports journalist, doc, or poli sci wiz
We've had it with the egotistical bigotry
You bullies we'll bully y'all can get smacked silly
Fake phonies on the loose, actin' so uncouth
Rude remarks over key strokes remains their ruse
And we know that y'all so hard
But if you can't say it loud in public I'ma dismiss your subject

Verse 2 (Dusty):
Yo, let me break it down for you now
Dusty Live talkin' to you with my real mouth (shut up)
And punchin' on the keys in my misery
Sittin' lonely one and only friend is the computer screen
You think you cool playa fuckin' please
You lucky that I choose to keep no enemies
I see you comment spewing raw hate
Actin' like your egos big enough to keep me in the shade (sunshine)
Watch and see how I matriculate
I don't need to get a tinder date (swipe right bro)
If I want some company it's really easy
I just give a little wink hold my semi-colon now she see me
You never say it to my face right (uh uh)
You never had to overcome to stay alive (no chance)
You don't want to wake the animal that's deep inside
And we can all see that you a bitch in real life

Verse 3 (PW):
Scooping this from lost not found, hoping I'm not out of bounds
With regards to online, there's a lot of circus clowns
Trying to put me down? That’s tricky
Cached your sickly remarks, can’t be covered up like hickies
A firewall y'all only saving grace
Talking wreckless out your necks sayin' stuff you shouldn’t dare conversate
Psychotic, neurotic, despite the topic
Any political themes, they push agendas, can't stop it
So toxic through the QWERTY cusses and fusses
The harshest critics stay acidic
They gon’ get lit up no stage trusses
Their malfeasance defined as borderline
Committing mad asinine keyboard fines
Y'all social network jerks a bunch of cornballs
The true irony is yall aint got no balls at all, trust
All y’all do is just logon
To I be speaking all of that bullshit dot com