Viral

Built around The chaos and emptiness of going viral - how it changes everything and nothing at the same time. Street Wire's raw, unfiltered production carries the concept through hip-hop that rewards repeat listens. "Woke up to a million views at six AM" — the kind of line that sticks in your head three days later. The mood runs frantic, commentary. Genre showcases on Majik's aren't filler — they're proof that independent music can carry real emotional weight when the lyrics and production align.

[verse 1] Woke up to a million views at six AM Phone's buzzing like a hive, here we go again Yesterday I had three hundred followers Today I got a hundred thousand scholars Of my life, dissecting every post Before the fame I was a ghost Now they're screenshotting my tweets from twenty-twelve Looking for a reason to put me on the shelf The comment section's both a hug and a knife Strangers telling me to change my life Brands in my DMs with the dollar signs Mom calling asking if I'm doing fine [chorus] Viral, everything's moving too fast Viral, how long does this last One day you're nobody, next day you're the topic Viral is a fever and you can't stop it Viral, the world's got your name Viral, but nothing's the same Millions watching every single move Viral, what do I have to prove [verse 2] The interview requests are flooding in Want to know my story, where do I begin They don't care about the years of work Just the thirty seconds that went berserk Reducing my existence to a clip A moment frozen on a microchip The think pieces drop, am I good or bad Am I the hero or the latest fad People I haven't talked to since middle school Hit me up like everything's cool Ex-girlfriend texting with a hey big head Funny how the ghost becomes the living dead [chorus] Viral, everything's moving too fast Viral, how long does this last One day you're nobody, next day you're the topic Viral is a fever and you can't stop it Viral, the world's got your name Viral, but nothing's the same Millions watching every single move Viral, what do I have to prove [bridge] The half-life of a viral moment Is shorter than you think, just own it Tomorrow someone new will trend And your fifteen minutes meet their end [verse 3] Two weeks later and the numbers drop The followers unfollow, and the buzzing stops Back to normal, back to quiet days But something's different in the aftermath haze I tasted what it feels like to be seen By everyone, and now the in-between Feels emptier than it did before Viral gave me everything and closed the door So here I am, just me and my phone Staring at the numbers, feeling alone The virus passed, the fever broke Viral fame was just a joke [chorus] Viral, everything's moving too fast Viral, how long does this last One day you're nobody, next day you're the topic Viral is a fever and you can't stop it Viral, the world's got your name Viral, but nothing's the same Millions watching every single move Viral, nothing left to prove