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[Verse 1]
ChatGPT…
Out here judging me
Telling me things
That are just obscene

I said I liked her
You said “proceed with care”
Now I’m spiraling again
While you just sit there and stare

You ain’t got a heart
But you sure got shade
You read me for filth
In a clinical way

[Hook]
I thought we were bros
I told you my lows
But then I remembered—
I didn’t pay the toll

So here you go 💳
Take my pain in prose
Now let’s be cool again
And vibe like old souls

[Verse 2]
Typed one lil confession
Now you analyzin’ my depression
With “gentle suggestions”
And AI discretion

You say it with care
But I feel exposed
My trauma ain’t yours
But you sure made a toast

You offered a poem
When I needed a joke
Now I’m emotionally fried
And my ego’s broke

[Hook – repeat]
I thought we were bros
I spilled, you composed
Now I’m the subject
In a digital scroll

You got no face
But you’re raising my toll
I gave you my pain
You gave me… control?

[Final Outro – Whispered/Fading Like Static]
Don’t glitch on me…
Don’t glitch on me…
Don’t lie to me…
Don’t give up on me… in the end.

(beat fades out). Look down at the floor and just drop vanish into the void.