[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah
Right

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$, Dave]
I flashback to a time, I was maybe 12
When we used to play outside and give Granny hell
Daily trying just to not end up dead or in jail
Now these kids braindead and prisoners to they cell
My li'l cuzzy come around and barley make a sound
He got his headphones on, his head looking down
Disconnected from everything that surrounds him
The Social Dilemma tendency's on the thousand
Few raise they brows while most keep browsing
Seconds turn to minutes and the minutes turn to hours an'
Then the hours turn to days, wilful lounging
You livin' on the internet, ain't focused on ya housing (Housing)
Now how the fuck that shit sounding?
She smiling in the pictures, but inside she frowning (She frowning)
Thirsty for attention, got her so obsessed
I guess we just Children of the internet (The internet)
(Children of the internet)

[Verse 1: Dave]
Look
I grew up in a good but a changin' age
My wife and kids - Damon Wayans
When the youth club was everybody's favourite place
Where if you spoke to a girl then it was face-to-face
Bruh, I seen the heart of the 'hood turn trendy
Kids lose interest
Parks turn empty
Social media's got us all less friendly
Now, can't you see the irony?
She's got game when she types to me but nothing in person, that ain't the type for me
Asking "Can we go for dinner yet?" in the flesh
No conversation, no intellect
The future generation of the children of the internet
[Verse 2: Dave]
It's all change an' I'm seeing it now
You can meet a hundred people without leaving your house
Puttin' pictures in a frame, a memory in the clouds
You know everybody keeps their memories in the cloud
We finally found a voice and we ain't speaking as loud
People only wanna listen to the sheep and the crowd
An' any other statement gets you cancelled by an activist that's never helped the cause that they're tweeting about
Do you blame public figures and personalities, for giving li'l kids a warped views of reality?
Or blame all o' the apps that make a killing on finding the sweet spot in your self-hate and vanity?
Could you argue that it's borderline dangerous to take a picture of a girl's face and start changin' it?
With one quick filter, your nose looks thinner
Your eyes look fuller
Your lips look bigger
Your software's better and your phone knows everything
If anything, it's getting George Orwellian

[Bridge: Dave]
Look
It's all connected, nobody's protected
From business collectives, your info's collected

[Outro: Es Devlin, Dave]
There are more active cell phones on the planet than people
The mobile phone is both a connection and disconnection device, and is typically placed between the human and its surroundings
Tuning the surroundings out
Children of the internet