[Intro – Distorted, chopped news samples]
“America… deeply divided…”
“Trust in institutions… at record lows…”
“Polarization… unprecedented…”
(Piano strikes a single mournful chord, deep 808 slides in slow)
[Verse 1 – Wayne starts mid-thought, raspy, slippery flow]
Yeah… Tune…
I wake up to the noise of the feed, fire on the timeline,
Red and blue teams, everybody blind to the sideline,
Just tryna breathe, but the air taste like headlines,
Leaders keep talkin’ while the kids learn to flatline.
Duck and cover, drills in the hall for the danger,
Mama prayin’ hard while the world feels stranger,
Daddy workin’ double just to keep food on the table,
Bills gettin’ richer while the dream feels unstable—anger.
Scrollin’ through the anger, finger on the trigger,
Online words turn heavy quicker,
Left call me wrong, right call me wrong too,
Both sides want the clicks and the views in the room.
I’m just tryna tune out the tune they playin’,
But the algorithm knows every wound they sprayin’,
Salt in the cut, cash for the fight,
Divide and conquer, then pocket the night—real talk.
[Chorus – Wayne half-sung, half-spat, emotion thick]
You’re welcome…
For this beautiful mess that we made, yeah,
You’re welcome…
For the dreams that got pushed to the grave, yeah,
You’re welcome…
For the home of the brave feelin’ afraid, yeah,
Look what we did to the place…
You’re welcome.
[Verse 2 – Flow speeds up, multis stacking, voice rising with frustration]
Weezy F. Baby and the F is for fractured,
Nation full of actors, everybody over-rehearsed,
Billionaires buy the story, flip it, then serve,
While we fight over pieces fallin’ off of the curve—absurd.
One side wants walls high as the tension,
Other side wants open like a new dimension,
Both sides sell hope in a shiny package,
Different color ribbon, same broken message.
I’m drinkin’ in sorrow, cup runnin’ over,
Heart heavy while the country’s losin’ focus,
Preachers on stages quotin’ verses,
Promisin’ heaven while the pain reverses—framed.
Kids growin’ fast in a world that’s shiftin’,
Parents losin’ grip while the culture’s driftin’,
I’m just tryna navigate this American moment,
Where truth feels lost and the noise is the omen.
We pointin’ fingers till the fingers get tired,
Never look in the mirror where the real fire’s inspired—uh.
[Chorus – Bigger, layered harmonies, ad-libs aching]
You’re welcome… (welcome, yeah)
For the scars that we carry inside us, yeah,
You’re welcome…
For the prayers that get lost in the silence, yeah,
You’re welcome…
For the promise of greatness turned quiet, yeah,
Look what we did to the place…
You’re welcome.
[Bridge – Beat strips to piano and heartbeat 808, Wayne nearly whispering]
I remember when we stood for somethin’ real…
One nation, indivisible—remember the deal?
Now we’re glued to the screen, can’t look away,
Can’t even see each other’s faces these days…
We did this…
All of us…
So when the world asks who broke the dream…
Tell ’em we signed it, every one of us.
[Final Chorus – Full beat return
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