Algorithm (feat. Abstract Orchestra)

I remember hustling hard, Street teaming night and day

Sticking show flyers in between car wiper blades

Some might keep em, most get tossed away

We would do it for free, nowadays you gotta pay

We figure out the games they just raise up the stakes

Cause some days I wonder if it’s even worth the chase

Invisible metrics, playing catch up in a race

Post a pic that don’t get love I just erase

Making musics like half of the battle

I Wanna sell records, but I don’t wanna haggle

I tell you this game ain’t for the fragile

One minute they gas you

Then they looking past you

What a hassle

Man I appreciate the listen

But WhoSampled listings be downright snitchin'

Every time I think I almost close the distance

They move the goal post, damn that algorithm

Like that

Follow that

Share that

Tweet that

I try to spread a little bit of wisdom

Post that

Keep that

Gimme that

Feedback

And make something you can play up in your system

Post up

Hold up

No love

Delete that

I think I gotta abort the mission

So I let the algorithm hit em

Let the algorithm hit em

Let the algorithm hit em

Wedding anniversary.... a hundred likes

New album dropping- couple likes

I’m probably on IG more the rest

Cause it’s all of the pictures and none of the stress

Most days I don’t have enough time to respond

But I can drop a fire emoji and move right along

Some cats I know they get way too into it

Got the ill filters to cover them blemishes

Tighten the tummy up, fill in the beard

Beware, objects are much worse than they appear

They say Twitter's too fast and Tumblr's a pass

And Facebook took Russian money for ads

TikTok’s the new Vine

Reddit’s full of haters

WhatsApp WeChat

Google Plus was a failure

And they all doin what they want with our data

A necessary evil if you’re an entertainer

Like that

Follow that

Share that

Tweet that

I try to spread a little bit of wisdom

Post that

Keep that

Gimme that

Feedback

And make something you can play up in your system

Post up

Hold up

No love

Delete that

I think I gotta abort the mission

So I let the algorithm hit em

Let the algorithm hit em

Let the algorithm hit em

Melonfarming robots in charge of my discourse

AI pretty smart but it’s piss-poor

Sauce. Hope it doesn’t get cleverer

I’m a communique endeavor-er

Aiming data at anybody who clicked me once

Button labeled the only rapper who admits that he fronts

Squelched by the math

I post a hundred percent you see half

I post a hundred and ten, you see five

Please, my children need retweets to survive

As do my fragile ego and shallow pride

How come it had to be so, i shall abide

By the terms and conditions therein

Rationale for participating viciously thin

All the same, always on my game, no resonance

Blame algorithms not my waning relevance