Chasin'

Started out strong, vision in my eyes, Told all my buddies, anticipated highs. Thought they'd be hyped, ready to play, Turns out they'd rather binge "Tiger King" all day. While I'm building dreams with blood and grit, They're too busy scrolling, who really gives a flip? Where's my gang, my tribe, my crew? Lost in the lands of viral deja vu. I'm pitching fire, yet here I scram, Caught in a storm of meme-cam spam. Social media grind, hustlin' non-stop, But they're chasing dances, I'm just a backdrop. My promos buried beneath meme-crazed scenes, Trying to stand out in this algorithmic machine. "Hey, check me out!" I shout to the void, But they'd rather stick to "Oh no," employed. Where's my gang, my tribe, my crew? Lost in the lands of viral deja vu. I'm pitching fire, yet here I scram, Caught in a storm of meme-cam spam. Hey inbox, I send my friendly hello, Only to find I'm spam-boxed below. "Remember me?" my opener plays, But they'd rather watch "Charlie bit my finger" replays. With dreams of deals, my messages fly, But it's not me, it's the TikToks that vie. Where's my gang, my tribe, my crew? Lost in the lands of viral deja vu. I'm pitching fire, yet here I scram, Caught in a storm of meme-cam spam. Dial-tone symphonies meet my call, Getting more hang-ups than a crumbling wall. Trying to keep my cool, a business ace, But here I am, just a phone-chased disgrace. Like the pogostick cat, bouncing alone, Wondering when will my pitch find a home. Where's my team, my grind, my scene? Buried beneath what's viral and meme. I'm bringing the heat, yet feeling scammed, Lost in a digital world of demands. Tried a TikTok trend to catch their glance, Did the "Savage Love" in office stance. But when I moonwalk, the crowd just splits, Because in business, dance moves ain't it. Between "Cheese" and "Doggo Army" stares, All I'm craving is some market shares. Still grinding, still aiming high, Amidst the "Rick Rolls," I'll reach the sky. Though distracted, I fiercely engage, In this meme-ruled land, I'll take the stage.