[Verse 1]
Yeah, aged twelve, first day at a new school
In a room full of pupils, pubescent, being brutal
It was casual dressed, which made it even worse
Me in my resting shirt, couldn't let them see me hurt
They're all in Ralph Lauren but me, I'm just poor as shit
At a private school and I'm only here on scholarship
The girls ignore me and I'm beat up by the older kids
But the teachers quiz me like
"I wonder what your problem is?"
Well, the kids in my neighbourhood all think I'm an asshole
And the rich kids hate me 'cause I don't live in a castle
And my home life is fucked, I'm copping shit from my uncle
At school I get in trouble, these are things that I juggle
So I save my lunch money and starve for months straight
To get a phone of my own, I'll be cool, you just wait
Then I finally get it and I show it to a kid
He's like, "Ha, ha, ha, that phone is a brick!"

[Chorus]
The cool kids used to say this shit, like
That phone is a motherfucking brick
That phone is a motherfucking brick
Where the hell'd you find something that big?
And the hot girls used to say this shit, like
That phone is a motherfucking brick
That phone is a motherfucking brick
Why are you talking to me? You're weird
[Verse 2]
I'm like, why are you laughing, motherfucker?
You have one of those, exactly like mine
He said, "You'll find that was months ago
Of course I've got another phone, since I'm not poor
I already sold that old dinosaur to a pawn store
In fact, it was probably the same place you bought yours
But I understand, man, it's not like you can afford more"
Damn, that flattened me, took everything I had in me
It was supposed to be my ticket to popularity
But it turned, out actually just more pain and tragedy
'Cause adults can be mean but kids are really damaging
So I left at lunch, I was so fucking embarrassed
Head slumped in sadness, just to punch my mattress
Hating all the rich kids, what a bunch of actors
But pursuing their approval of pathetic double standards
Feeling so defeated like a total idiot
So I took my brick phone and binned it

[Chorus]
The cool kids used to say this shit, like
That phone is a motherfucking brick
That phone is a motherfucking brick
Where the hell'd you find something that big?
And the hot girls used to say this shit, like
That phone is a motherfucking brick
That phone is a motherfucking brick
Why are you talking to me? You're weird
[Verse 3]
Now as I build up my life as a grown man
With the newest piece of shit on a phone plan
Home in a leafy street with more than enough things
I tell myself to remember how little stuff means
And then I think back
To all my memories of everything stressful
And realise it's integral to the recipe
So really they were right, in this moment it clicks
My life is a wall and that phone is a brick

[Chorus]
The cool kids used to say this shit, like
That phone is a motherfucking brick
That phone is a motherfucking brick
Where the hell'd you find something that big?
And the hot girls used to say this shit, like
That phone is a motherfucking brick
That phone is a motherfucking brick
Why are you talking to me? You're weird