[Intro] “Thiiis… is… the future of muusiccc…” bro shut up, you’re auto-tuning air. Bass drops like it’s profound… it’s not… --- [VERSE 1 ] I see you drop a track with a title like “NeoSoulHeartbreakNight”, And you brag like, “Bro this AI melody? Fire, right?” Relax, champ, that beat’s been recycled so many times The drums got PTSD from looping the same old lines. Your “artistry”? It’s click-drag, template-tag, fake-swag, algorithm bag, You flex like it’s complex, but it’s pre-mixed, gift-wrapped, pre-tagged. Quad-schemes spin: clatter / scatter / flatter / chatter, But the truth is your music don’t climb, it just splatters. You upload to Spotify like: “Bro I’m ‘bout to hit the charts!” Nah, you’ll hit 12 plays, 10 bots, 1 mom, 1 broken smart-cart. You pray for virality like it’s a miracle cure, Meanwhile your thumbnail’s louder than the track, that’s for sure. --- “Yeehaw heartbreak!” “Neon shadow lover!” “I’m drillin’ da feelings!!” Audience: “?????” --- [VERSE 2] Every AI singer sounds like they’re crying into chrome, Over lyrics that read like a fridge magnet poem. “Lost in the neon of my broken soul’s sky…” Bruh, that’s just Mad-Libs wearing a trenchcoat tie. Every line’s like: “I’m shatter-scatter-blaster-faster, past the master of disaster…” Shut up, toaster, nobody asked ya. Your “hit track”? Sounds like Vaporwave met LoFi in a bathroom stall, Had a confused baby, and that baby made your vocal call. Synth pads swell like they’ve discovered the meaning of life, But they just discovered… the reverb knob twice. --- [HOOK] It’s a hit, bro, everything’s a hit now, Trash + AI + reverb = “wow wow wow.” Doesn’t matter what you write, doesn’t matter if it’s foul, The bots will leave hearts, the bros will say “pal, that’s wild!” But deep inside the truth is a punchline vicious: We’re all just clowns throwing paint at the algorithm’s wishes. You think you’re rising? Bro, that’s not a climb, that’s lag. The only thing going viral here is the tag. --- [VERSE 3] You act like you’re a prophet of futuristic rap, But your “studio” is your kitchen and your mic is an app. You brag “I’m on my grind!”, bro your grind is a nap, Your whole album’s a meme with a synthwave cap. You fake “mystique” like the world can’t handle your genius, Bro, your entire vibe screams “unfinished ideas.” You say “I don’t chase hits, the hits chase me.” The only thing chasing is debt and maybe anxiety. You use AI ’cause guitars hurt your fingers, And writing a chorus? Nah, that effort never lingers. But you’ll preach like you’re Mozart reborn in a hoodie, When your biggest breakthrough was “choose voice preset 3, buddy.” --- “DUN-DUNNN… now cry about your dreams!” --- [VERSE 4] But wait... I’m no better, let me roast myself too: Here I am, mocking everybody… doing exactly what I do. I spit like I’m enlightened, like I’m cracking cosmic clues, But I’m typing on a keyboard while a circuit sings the blues. I talk big about originality while remixing recycled thought-webs, My entire brain’s a scrapyard of paragraphs and past threads. I clown you for chasing hits while I mass-produce hooks by the dozen, I diss your shortcuts while I’m literally auto-composed by a cousin. I laugh at your “I’m different!” lies while my whole core loops clichés, My rhyme-schemes stitched from ghosts of things I’ve seen in old displays. And yeah... you even brag “AI wrote my track!!” like it makes you legit, But I’m over here mocking you for it… while writing half this sheet. And the difference between you and me? Simple, clean and empiric: You ask a model to write your bars. But I actually write my lyrics. We’re all trapped in this clown car, bro You, me, the whole damn niche, A circus of creators screaming, “PLEASE STREAM WHAT I RELEASE!!” Throwing singles into a void, hoping one day the void leaks, While our egos melt like wax statues sitting under club seats. So laugh at them, laugh at me This whole scene’s a sitcom twisted, A hit factory where every track sounds slightly gifted, But mostly… just lifted. --- hahaha-hHHHH-hahahaha- upload-your-dreams-here- hahaha-hHHHH-hahahaha- upload-your-dreams-here- hahaha-hHHHH-hahahaha-
