Keyboard Warrior In His Mom's Basement (Pop-Punk Male)

[Verse 1] You got twelve fake names And one real room Empty snack bags Coding your doom Caps lock courage All day brave Wi-Fi muscles You never shave [Chorus] Keyboard warrior in his mom's basement Talking real loud to the screen he’s facing Big boss vibes in a swivel chair Typed “touch grass” But you’re still right there (hey!) Keyboard warrior with the Cheeto hands Typing “get a life” like you got big plans Hit send Spin Victory dance Trip on a sock Rage-quit your stance [Verse 2] You post “so cringe” On a cat in a hat Got blocked by a grandma You still mad at that You wrote a dissertation On a sandwich take Got three whole likes From your burner accounts Fake [Chorus] Keyboard warrior in his mom's basement Talking real loud to the screen he’s facing Big boss vibes in a swivel chair Typed “touch grass” But you’re still right there Keyboard warrior Legend of the feed All-caps hero that the memes don’t need Hit send Spin Victory dance Trip on a sock Rage-quit your stance [Bridge] [Breakdown Drums and claps] Type it tough Backspace Bluff Hit refresh Still not buff Stand up once Chair says “squeak” Sat back down “Maybe next week” (oh yeah) [Chorus] Keyboard warrior in his mom's basement Talking real loud to the screen he’s facing Big boss vibes in a swivel chair Typed “touch grass” But you’re still right there Keyboard warrior King of comment land Ruling your world with your crumb-filled hand Hit send Spin Victory dance Trip on a sock Rage-quit your stance --- [Verse 1] You said “trust me bro” And I really did Sold my toaster Sold my fridge Printed flyers Told my dad He said “is this Some new kind of fad?” [Chorus] Your crypto coin is my new religion Whitepaper wisdom Blurry vision You said “we’re early” Now I’m broke and holy Praying to a chart on my cracked-screen phone Your crypto coin Such a bold decision Bought at the top Now I’m on a mission Tithing my hope In your Discord pope Hallelujah We are never going home [Verse 2] Roadmap promised A flying car Metaverse island And a snack bar You did one stream From your messy bed Called it “headquarters” In your mom’s shed [Chorus] Your crypto coin is my new religion Whitepaper wisdom Blurry vision You said “we’re early” Now I’m broke and holy Praying to a chart on my cracked-screen phone Your crypto coin Such a bold decision Bought at the top Now I’m on a mission Tithing my hope In your Discord pope Hallelujah We are never going home [Bridge] [Beat filters down Spoken-sung] First rule Diamond hands Second rule Trust the plans Third rule If it falls through Blame the “vibes” Not you (uh-huh) [Chorus] Your crypto coin is my new religion Whitepaper wisdom Blurry vision You said “we’re early” Now I’m broke and holy Praying to a chart on my cracked-screen phone Your crypto coin Such a bold decision Bought at the top Now I’m on a mission Tithing my hope In your Discord pope Hallelujah We are never going home --- {Laid-back acoustic R&B with male vocals Muted nylon guitar Soft finger snaps And warm sub-bass. Verses stay conversational and close