(Good morning, Ricky. It's the dream we have as parents: the kids can use their tablet for an hour or so. Then they'll spend the rest of their day, oh, climbing trees and playing with friends. But then reality hits - it's only lunchtime, they've been on the device for five hours, and you're yelling at them again to quiet down...)

Purple Lights

All day

It's the same shit

Different generation

You put the iPad in his hands

Now you're mad at him

For being an influencer

For building a campfire for himself

From the ground you gave him

It's the same shit

Different generation

You put the Gameboy in my hands

Even got me the advance

Oh no

Maybe I found something

To be happy for myself with