Fabulous Friction

Smells like drama in the kitchen.

Karamo forgot the mic was live and kicking,

Now the tea is boiling and the plot is thickening.

Culture expert with a fractured vibe,

Can’t fix the hearts on his own team tribe.

He’s dropping shade while the cameras rolling,

Emotional growth?

No, he’s just trolling.

Oh, the makeover is over and the mask fell off,

From a heartfelt hug to a scripted scoff.

Fix your life?

Fix your group chat first,

‘Cause the Fab Five bubble’s about to burst.

Burnt, burnt, the bridge is burnt.

Tan’s got the coats.

Antoni’s got the salt.

But nobody’s claiming it’s their own fault.

Delete the footage.

Burn the tapes.

Maybe the real transformation was the enemies we made along the way.

Check your audio, sweetie.