You talk big game, but it’s all rehearsal Your ego’s taller than your Google search results Flexin’ on Insta like you’re universal But your last brain cell’s out on a coffee run, oops I’d clap for you, but it’s not that deep You’re just a headline that nobody reads I’d give you a crown, but it’s paper thin And it folds every time you don’t win Oh, you’ve got that goldfish memory Two-second brain and a king-sized energy Every “sorry” sounds like parody ’Cause you still make it all about me-me-me Yeah, it’s like dating a TikTok trend Fun for a week, then it’s dead again Boy, you’re twenty-something, acting like you’re ten Goldfish boy, we’ve reached the end You call yourself “deep,” babe, that’s adorable But I’ve seen puddles with more moral support Ask me “What’s wrong?” then get all deplorable When I remind you we’ve had this talk before I’d send you notes, but you’d lose the page You can’t grow up if you love your cage I’d write your name in the Hall of Shame But you’d just think it’s a video game Oh, you’ve got that goldfish memory Two-second brain and a king-sized energy Every “sorry” sounds like parody ’Cause you still make it all about me-me-me Yeah, it’s like dating a TikTok trend Fun for a week, then it’s dead again Boy, you’re twenty-something, acting like you’re ten Goldfish boy, we’ve reached the end Baby, you’re the plot twist nobody asked for A walking spoiler with a two-scene backstory Thought you were the main act, but here’s the score: You’re just background noise in my glory. Oh, you’ve got that goldfish memory Two-second brain with a king-sized energy Every “sorry” sounds like parody ’Cause you still make it all about me-me-me Yeah, it’s like dating a TikTok trend Fun for a week, then it’s dead again Boy, you’re twenty-something, acting like you’re ten. Goldfish boy… we’ve reached the end.