Antisocial media is a sickness, I can't cope
My Twitter finger is itching like I'm on dope
So I'm scratching at an itch out of reach
Bloggers are bitching, so I tweet
And my Twitter thing is twitching
Still scratching at the itch out of reach

Look, no speech impediment in my Twitter finger
I tweet and retweet those characters of anger
Reply and I block it
With smiling faces that erases the places on Facebook
I clock it like Flavor Flav in a fit of rage
Email and post it, and then delete it
(Social media ain't shit)
Complained that social media ain't social at all
But then you turn on and boot up and log in again
Repeat

Memes that seem to be mean are meant to be
You wonder and you ponder
Intellect without instinct probably won't [?]
(Social media ain't shit)
Press ignore, ignore or I accept
Induce a medicinal social effect
Social media ain't shit
But I can cope
My Twitter finger is itching like I'm on dope
So I'm scratching at an itch out of reach
Bloggers are bitching, so I tweet
(And I retweet)
Retweet, and my speech impediment, and my Twitter finger
I post characters of anger
Reply and I block it
Clock it like Flavor Flav
Smiling faces that erases places on Facebook
Clock it like Flavor Flav
Lamping in a fit of rage
Post it, trash it
Then delete and repeat
Delete and repeat
Complaining
Social media ain't shit
Reminding myself I did it all
I fall for it every time
You crossed my mind
And I can't speak to you
I really can't delete you out of my heart