Brainrot is not your friend.
Doomscrolling for that brainrot, Looksmaxxing for the plot. "England is my city," But I still know how to keep it rizzy. Griddying ‘till I reach the sky. Baby Gronk is that guy. Asking me if “I prayed today,” I say, “Is there any other way?” Alpha, beta, sigma, Call me an enigma. I’m not from Ohio, But Jake Paul is my idol. Mewing is my trade, Can’t hear these haters with my low taper fade. Stop this insanity. Is this really our destiny? Inhale, exhale, breathe, Is this really what we need? Put down the phone, And come home. Brainrot is not your friend.
