Es - The Do Better Challenge Lyrics

I challenge us to do better
Get out the mindset of sheepish follower and strive to be the trendsetter
Be better than memes that we deem as fact
With no wherewithall to check validity of stats
It seems we react to the latest hashtag
Trends like expensive handbags worn by stars
Measure of success the purchase of these foreign cars
Parading in a maskerade and then exposed as frauds
Monkey see monkey do, question why does it happen
A star thought it cool to do an ice bucket challenge
The masses got on camera, most didn't get the purpose
Original intent was noble, sheep did the disservice
Narcissism at it's finest, intentions impure
I guess with all the posts I seen ALS is cured
Just another cause comes and goes, flavour of the week
Till the next hot topic out captivates the sheep
To follow the herd, zombies in this here apocalypse
Litres sipping kool aid or you siding with the followers
A head scratcher, why these kids eating tide pods
Are you kidding me... its like Oh my God
It's a challenge youngins actually died
Social media eating people alive
Slave to the blue thumb, the extent that some will go to gain acceptance
Observing from my time line hard not to pay attention
To the buffoonery and coonery
Young brothers waving guns, girls twerking on camera for you to see
With a child standing right there looking clueless
The message in the bottle says that you can do this
To succeed, forget the need to read and write to achieve
As long as you stay on the feed you've got exactly what you need
10 year challenge popular with folks
Physical transformation for many dope...but no growth
Mentally the same, life game is lame
Eff'd off in your early days, now all you do complain
About the world did you wrong and out to get you
Get off your self entitled high horse, you'd sue life if it let you
Life at a standstill like the mannequin challenge
Couldn't hold the pose, your puckered lips knocked you off balance
Camera phone in front the mirror in the bathroom shot
Isometric angle gotta make sure that the ass is cocked
Thirst is real, love is blind dudes fly the birdbox
Flip the bird when dissed, now he refers to her as thot
All these losers on the prowl wow
Stuntin on the gram, persona gets exposed just like Bow wow
Challenge to your character, false claims you couldn't take back
Poor decisions last longer than a face tat
On your favourite rapper that you say is cool
Less than a handful of rappers make it, stay in school
Kids...or get a trade, be realistic with your expectations
Nothing wrong with chasing music as a destination
But what you missing is a plan or contingency
Social media... got you thinking the wins are instantly
To hell with all the ground work and the process
Going viral is the object, fame is the only option
A lame is only opting for the latter
So many lames out here, they mama's should've swallowed up those morning after
Pills, speaking of pills and drug abusers
My timeline flooded with all these losers
Not to be confused with alcoholics and abusers
I'm talking bout the loser that chooses to pump that message in the music
When they themselves are not even consuming
They got a generation hooked on drugs destined for a hard future
These idolized zeros, the ones we put on pedestals like heros
These people need to get their souls repo'd
We need to spot these snakes in the grass
And I ask that we stop giving passes and calling things classic
When they yet to stand the test of time, they flash in the pan
They dope to dummies, nothing more than amateurs fam
Would love to meet your brother's keeper in these streets right
God forbid you in some heat, your brothers reach to film the street fight
Refuse to intervene if it don't involve a come up
From sun down to sun up, with no come up, you get done up
Hung up to dry but they still refer to you as fam
Term of endearment not deserved to be man
Fake views, fake news is how you stay true
Fake it till you make it now is how you pay dues
Memes over microphones is how you slay crews
Streams and pay to play is how promoters pay you
Take you for granted when they ain't sh#t without you
Some how convinced us that we need them when the fact it's not true
Dwindling in self worth when we are the entertainment
Live performance sh#t bricks when fools stopped editing arrangements
From studio recordings turning shows to karaoke
The standards been lowered, industry said okeedokie
Hence the amateurs embraced it like the other trends before them
Disrespect to foundation makes it harder to support them
Abort them like a fetus or digital file upload