This is a song about "Instagram likes"

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Some are summaries of vivid pics, something like instagram

And while you doin you

No one likes being lied to.

Reality expressed like a touch of instagram

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

I just caught you taking selfies for instagram

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

These the games that they play, they study your instagram pictures

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Coz it seems its likes you lose in every other case