American Product

[Verse 1] Yeah, I had been working retail Yeah, got my degree here Didn't mean to plant my feet here See I said I'd leave here But shit I been here 3 years She said why don't you try out Cuz all you do is cry about How you haven’t made it with your band See you're great but got no plan So just take a fucking chance So I waited in line more than 36 hours Made it to the next round They told me I'ma be a star could be the best out Called my momma told her I ain't gotta stress now Well now, pacific bound, the second round They said that my specific sound Epitomizes how I'm different, symbolizes what I'm bout Wish you could've listened to the crowd, got a standing o Backstage with Carson/Seacrest, flew my family to the show I'm like damn I got some hope, I could win this fucking thing Always felt that I been dope, since I’s little I could sing Bout to step into ring, judges tell me play it subtle But it certainly wouldn't hurt to embellish how you’ve struggled [Hook] (And now they tell me) You’re the next American product Prove it the world on the show From radio to TV The magazine they're reading They’ll see you everywhere that they go Said you’re the next American product You’re star and you already know The women wanna do you The men wishing they were you Yeah we can make you glow [Verse 2] Oh my God, I’m excited It’s been decided, I hug my ma she’s delighted Invited all of my friends to the set to share when they shot it I’m season 41’s winner of American Product I got it, they told me sign on the dotted I nodded and jotted my name on the line and forgot it My odds microscopic, went from working at Target And stocking the bargains to working red carpets So pardon my exuberance cuz I am all so new to this Went from who is this to having groupie chicks in Budapest I do confess, and I don't mean to be rude its just This opportunity’s the ish, but don't go misconstruing this You would assume I guess getting checks I’m plenty paid Cuz my debut single's chart getting heavy play And anyway, my live performances sold 80k And you see my Pepsi ad on TV now like everyday In every way, its great, except I haven't seen a single cent They say they spend, everything, I generate, they reinvest In benefits, both me and you, my album is already due Out on shelves before they start filming season 42 [Hook] [Verse 3] Now I’m back working in retail Never thought I’d be here But my album didn't sell So they said we wish you well Now its back to stocking shelves, yeah Another broken star From amphitheaters to local bars Make you cold at heart Yo, it’s a race to the bottom Our merit is judged on if we can be the face of their product They paint us as prophets Yet take from our pockets And strain every droplet Until the day, we’re no longer making them profit See, we’re not making art We’re selling a brand They’ll polish every rough edge 'til its vanilla and bland The development plan, give us what we thought was unattainable And if we don’t cooperate who cares we’re interchangeable I wouldn't have gotten big without them But overnight celebrities how quickly we’re forgotten So I'm starting from the bottom, I let them steer, I've fallen I may never get the perks again inherent with the stardom But I'ma do it my way, its clear now I got it Are you a product of America or an American Product? [Hook]