The Algorithm
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Picked up my guitar thought I'd be a star
Now I'm chasing numbers trapped in a jar
The algorithm's king I sing to its tune
If I don't post I fade out too soon
I sold my soul for a playlist slot
Still stuck in the Who's That? spot
My streams so low they barely exist
But at least my mom thinks I'm a hit
Welcome to the grind where the hustle don't end
Where your art's just a product your worth's just a trend
A follower count a viral wave
And a TikTok dance you never meant to crave
Spent my last dime on a studio mic
Now it's cheap bread but the mix still shreds
Pitching to blogs but they leave me on read
Guess my song ain't sad enough to mess with their head
Numbers rise but I feel the same
Chasing streams in a losing game
They say Go viral that's the key
But all I want is to make them feel me
Welcome to the grind where the hustle don't end
Where your art's just a product your worth's just a trend
A follower count a viral wave
And a TikTok dance you never meant to crave
They say keep pushing just stay true
But authenticity don't pay the dues
I'm a puppet on strings singing for views
Trading my soul for a shot at the news
I pour my soul into every line
But the world just scrolls and skips my time
Screaming in echoes lost in the feed
Making real music Will they ever see