I was sixteen when I posted my first video A dream of writing hits and going viral But the higher you get, the lower they go I wish someone had told me that’s how it goes Oh no, here comes the trolls
But thirteen years of billions views and a million comments later Not a single thing has changed They’re saying the same things
I bet you think I’m bad, fat, a skinny little rat That I’m trash, oh yeah? Well I’ve heard all of that before If you don’t have something nice to say Then at least be creative There’s a hundred thousand words in the English language But you’re still just saying “I hate you”, hate you, hate you, hate you
She’s got those itsy bitsy titties Her singing is pretty icky I don’t know anybody who’s watching those s… videos Those are just honourable mentions Whoever told you you could sing, I’m sorry honey they lied I only subscribed, so they could unsubscribe, yeah, bye
But thirteen years of billions views and a million comments later By now, I can read your mind ‘Cause I’ve heard every line
I bet you think I suck, I’m too much A dirty little s… That I’m just yuck I think I’ve heard enough If you don’t have something nice to say Then you could leave a comment But you know that I’ll just write another song and Thank you, hm, hm
I bet it makes you mad That I’m not even sad That in fact, all your trash Is currently making me cash
I have to hope that this hate comment song would be my last But if you ever find you change your mind And you think of switching sides That’s alright You can join the MadFam