Whooped in the Open Air

Verse 1

Saw it on the timeline posted late last night

Old boy ran his mouth and caught the fade on sight

He was loud behind the keyboard tucked behind a screen

Then the pavement showed him what the real world really means

[A got his jaw checked quick on the corner block

Phone flew out his pocket when his body hit the rock

Everybody circled up nobody grabbed a phone

'Cause when the hands start flying everybody gone

Pre-Chorus

He was talkin' all that static in the comments section

Now he can't even tell which way the ground is bending

Chorus

Facebook got his ass whooped out in the open air

Status update nothin' when the fists connect right there

All them likes and shares don't mean a thing outside

When the bully gets to meet the monster face to face outside

Post-Chorus

Whooped whooped whooped

Yeah he got whooped whooped whooped

Verse 2

He was postin' threats at 2 AM from his mama's couch

Same energy in person got his ego all slouched

Talkin' loud and reckless till the smoke cleared out

Now he can't type a reply with two blackened knuckles out

Called up all his buddies nobody showed to back him

Funny how the internet forget you when it happens

Screenshots don't block a left hook to the temple

He learned a lesson that the real world kept simple

Pre-Chorus

He was talkin' all that static in the comments section

Now he can't even tell which way the ground is bending

Chorus

Facebook got his ass whooped out in the open air

Status update nothin' when the fists connect right there

All them likes and shares don't mean a thing outside

When the bully gets to meet the monster face to face outside

Post-Chorus

Whooped whooped whooped

Yeah he got whooped whooped whooped

Bridge

All them digital warriors livin' in the cloud

Never learn the lesson till the real world speaks loud

Hit the ground once and the profile goes dark

Turns out every screen got a heart that's paper thin and scarred

Chorus

Facebook got his ass whooped out in the open air

Status update nothin' when the fists connect right there

All them likes and shares don't mean a thing outside

When the bully gets to meet the monster face to face outside

Post-Chorus

Whooped whooped whooped

Whooped whooped whooped