Philanthropy

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People if the cameras wasnt rolling people wouldnt still be this devoted

If the trending wasnt growing would your spirit still be quoted

If the algorithm slowing would your conscience still be loaded

With the passion that you cloak in, or just pockets overflowing from emotion that's promoted

See the vultures on the timeline, feast on tragedy for primetime

Activists with fine wine, postin' squares but never my time

To understand the landmines buried under all the headlines

Clicking share like its divine, sign your name upon the picket but you never cross that line

Selective with the issues that you choose to make you visible

Invisible when critical, cynical but never pivotal

Digital habitual, ritual of principles thats flimsy

Symphony of sympathy that's empty, contemporary Whitney

Painting tears for all to witness, but your canvas stay committed

To the causes that get visits, getting likes and recognition

While the real ones in trenches don't get mentioned in your vision

Too busy with the mission of appearing like you're different

Performance activists, the masses love the theatrics

Passionate when tragic hits, then vanish like its magic tricks

Elaborate these antics get, establish what your status is

Savages in fashion drip, while advocating for the have-less kids

Contradiction in your diction, fiction wrapped in your conviction

Depicting your affliction when you really feel no friction

From the system that you dissing, only spitting when permission

Given by the algorithm, prism of your wisdom filtered through engagement

Pages full of rage and statements, never wages for the basement

Where the families be placed in, graceless chasing of the pavement

Placement of your flagrant takes on topics that you taste-test

Faces of the nameless become branding for the shameless

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Commercialize the crying mother, monetize another brother

Lost up under cover of the night that you recovered

For your content, make you hover over ground that holds the suffers

Buffered by your comfort, thunder in your voice but you aint hunger

Numbers on your followers inflating your importance

While the corners still in mourning and you touring for endorsements

Portions of the torment gets distorted for your fortune

Caution to the wind when trending, bending every moment into orbit

Round your ego, people see though, feeble attempts at being regal

Evil sequels to the peaceful, see you when its beneficial

Illegal how you steal the pain and build your name cathedral

Regal in your fraud, applaud the God you play on social media feeds

Tell me what you doing when the dust settle and fade

When the justice ain't the wave, when the subject doesnt pay

In publicity and praise, would you study and engage

or just budget all your days for the next one that'll age

Into viral validation, patience lacking concentration

Chasing every sensation, nation hurting while youre staging

Demonstration for ovation, never making reparations

Complacent with the matrix that replaces real changes with your pages