Prime on the shelves, yeah, the branding’s fire,

But the taste falls flat; it’s not what we desire.

Hydration’s the pitch, but it’s all for the clout,

The bottle’s flashy, but the flavor taps out.

Gym bros sip it, calling it elite,

But deep down they know it’s just sugar and deceit.

Overpriced water in a neon shell,

Prime’s just hype in a marketing spell.

Prime, you’re all talk, no bite,

Flavors loud, but it don’t feel right.

Hype in a bottle, no substance to find,

Prime’s just a trend, and it’s running out of time.

Blue Raspberry? Nah, it’s blue regret,

Tropical Punch? Just a sugary bet.

The clout’s the product, not what’s inside,

Prime’s the mirage that influencers ride.

From gym racks to TikTok fame,

But the substance? Nah, it’s all the same.

The bottle’s bright, yeah, it catches the eye,

But open it up, it’s a corporate lie.

Prime, you’re all talk, no bite,

Flavors loud, but it don’t feel right.

Hype in a bottle, no substance to find,

Prime’s just a trend, and it’s running out of time.

Fans line up, but the taste won’t stick,

Prime’s just a phase in the marketing trick.

The drink’s got buzz, but the buzz won’t stay,

It’s a clout-filled bottle that’s fading away.

Prime, your time’s running thin,

The bottle shines, but there’s nothing within.

Hype burns bright, but it always fades,

Prime’s just another drink that’s overplayed.