[Verse 1] What's a season in a right, if you can't have anything? What's the reason in a rhyme, if a plan means anything? What's the meaning in a crime? It's a fan if anything Where's the meaning in a line? It's a brand, it's a brand How a culture comes again, it's a plan of yesterday And you swear it's not a trend, doesn't matter anyway They're only here to talk to friends, nothing new is everyday You could sh** upon the stage, they'll be fans They'll be fans, they'll be fans They'll be fans [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly! Steal a sound and imitate, keep a format equally Not an ode, just the facts, where our world is nowadays An idea is what we lack, it doesn't matter anyways! [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly Steal a sound and imitate, keep a format equally Not an ode, just the facts, where our world is nowadays An idea is what we lack, it doesn't matter anyways! [Outro] Hey (x6)