I am a genius, come to my bar.
You’ll wait hours no matter how far
you’ve come to see my hairstyle
flop down on your phone or pad.
I am a genius. A good looking retail lad.
I’ll look at your blank screen
and say you’re out of warranty.
We’ll have to put it in quarantine
and that wont come for free.
I am a genius. My smile costs a grand.
I’ve got what you need, you sacrificial lamb.
Leave your memories with us,
we’ll need about two weeks.
Come back then and kiss our feet.
Take this adapter. Give us that note.
Be on your commute and tap out a gloat.
Pay no mind to alternatives,
this does what you need.
They won’t fulfill your vanity’s greed.
I am a genius here to sell
you preferences locked down.
I’ll leach out your confidence
whilst you stand feeling clowned.