[Intro]
Yeah… little TikTok…
you think you're the scene,
but you're just an app for brainless hyenas…
Light-cool level maxed out, brain at zero…
here we go
[Part 1]
You post 15 seconds, think you're a star,
but your sync is crap – like a drunk driving a car.
Open mouth, wrong lips, eyes rolling out,
your face-dub is as dead as your content in the house.
Camera shaky, lighting like a basement party at Grandma's,
Filter 17, yet you still look like a mom.
"Aesthetics," you scream – no, this is pure desperation,
your video screams for help louder than your ex in the hallway.
[Hook]
Little TikTok, little TikTok,
ruins relationships, eats your life away to the beat,
"Friends, family, everything" – the biggest lie on the screen,
you're all fake, only followers count.
Little TikTok… (yeah)
Spying on your phone – CCP is laughing his head off,
while you dance for 6 likes and a fake heart drop.
[Part 2]
"Follow for follow" – biggest scam since Nigerian Prince,
you like 300, get 7 back – welcome to TikTok Prince.
Begging videos: "Please follow me, I'm almost at 10k,"
bro, even your shadow has more dignity than your content tag.
You pretend to be happy, but at home you're crying your eyes out,
your algorithm is fucking you up harder than your last one-night stand.
Every other post: "Single and ready to mingle" – sure,
after 4 weeks of dating you're single again – typical TikTok danger.
[Hook]
Little TikTok, little TikTok,
relationship killer number 1, it's set in stone,
while you're lip-syncing, love dies quietly and overtakes you,
"Friends, family, everything" – all fake, all hypocritical.
[Part 3]
You're scrolling at 3:47, eyes red as cherries,
your brain's mush, dopamine on credit, you just want more.
She texts "Baby, I love you," you reply with 😂🔥,
then you like a thot at the same moment – relationship? Bye.
TikTok has more spies than the Stasi in the '80s,
every gesture, every like, every second is sold to the Chinese.
"Data protection? What's that?" – you still click “Accept,”
then you wonder why your ex suddenly knows everything about her stories from yesterday.
[Bridge]
And the kids at 13 are already posting twerk and face reveals,
Mom googles “how do I delete TikTok,” but it’s too late—they’re not real anymore.
You’re a product, you’re content, you’re just a content machine,
your life a playlist of secondhand embarrassment and cheap schemes.
[Part 4 – Going Out]
So keep dancing, keep lip-syncing, keep begging for fame,
while your real life slowly gets kicked in the ass, lame.
I’m not scrolling anymore, I deleted it, my head’s clear again,
while you’re still scrolling in 2029—still there.
Little TikTok…
you’re not the culture,
you’re the cancer in the system—and we’ve all been in it once.
But some get out…
and laugh at you.
[Outro]
Yeah…
Following against consequences was a lie,
friends, family, everything – pure hypocrisy in flight.
Little TikTok…
stay on my block list,
I'm out.
(Fade with quiet "TikTok… TikTok…" samp
KAIRO
