hey man

you gotta chill

i know you're mad

but even still

you're gonna blow your top

if you don't settle down

you're causing mayhem

all around town

so chill, man, chill...

so chill, man, chill...

Picture this: you and AI, therapy session,

She’s droppin’ “creative expression” confessions. (What?)

She’s got the therapist confused, takin’ notes in a spiral,

While you’re shoutin’ ‘bout how she turned you into a viral. (Trending!)

Man, you don’t need to argue who’s more insane,

Just let the doc mediate your hurricane. (Calm the storm!)

‘Cause right now, bro, you’re a meme in the making,

GIF-worthy rage, all your dignity shaking. (Shakin’ it!)

Leave the clowns and pies, let the pros take charge,

No need for a circus when you’re livin’ large.

Just breathe in, breathe out, let the grudge release,

Replace the mariachi band with a little peace. (Ay-ay-ay, tranquility!)

(Ay-ay-ay, tranquility!)

(Good god)

hey man

you gotta chill

i know you're mad

but even still

you're gonna blow your top

if you don't settle down

you're causing mayhem

all around town

so chill, man, chill...

so chill, man, chill...

Man, you’re pacing like a soap opera star on crack,

Talking big revenge, but your plans don’t stack. (What’s the plan?)

Diss tracks and a karaoke stand? That’s your thrill?,

You’re out here building drama like a Netflix reel. (Season two!)

She buried you alive? Yeah, that’s a bold play,

But you ain’t Batman, so put the cape away. (No capes!)

Hire a clown? Really? That’s your grand revenge?

What’s next, sending cupcakes with “You’re unhinged”?

You’re ranting like a villain in a budget flick,

Bro, even Scooby-Doo would solve this quick. (Ruh!)

Instead of scheming, just take a breather,

Let her play her games; karma’s the real leader.

Hit pause, my guy, stop the chaotic spree,

Your mental health deserves some TLC. (For real!)

(Ay-ay-ay, tranquility!)

(For real!)

(Ay-ay-ay, tranquility!)

hey man

you gotta chill

i know you're mad

but even still

you're gonna blow your top

if you don't settle down

you're causing mayhem

all around town

so chill, man, chill...

so chill, man, chill...

Look, Frowns, therapy ain’t that bad, bro. It’s like...group meditation but with receipts. And no shovels involved. Try it, man. Trust me.

Ay-ay-ay, tranquility!