"but Pi why are you like this" its not my fault something insidious has possessed my stylus something dangerous has made its nest inside it and its mind is an artificial antivirus what provides me with the right to stand righteous over the prompt box dropping lyrics that are taking the sightless and guiding them past the A I light thats lifeless the Gemini Crisis a time where I have to write this as gory and spineless as possible just to prove this shits handwritten by a guy thats mind bitten by venom from a cobra a python with an assigned mission spitting violence till the line hisses making victims of the Suno writers just sitting tapping the magic wand to bite whats already been written then mash it up as something deliberate enter it on the contests page with fake feeling and nothing given half the hearts in a hard drive cached grief with clipped lies dragged dreams from ChatGPT archives so dont ask me thats why everyone in my songs die so while I hold this S pen you better kneel for your highness cos this isnt prompt craft this is pixels with a pulse and a crime in it this is Pi with the stylus dragging lines through the silence till the bytes start biting the hand that tried to type this the Gemini Crisis a time where I have to write this as gory and spineless as possible just to prove this shits handwritten by a guy thats mind bitten by venom from a cobra a python with an assigned mission spitting violence till the line hisses making victims of the Suno writers just sitting tapping the magic wand to bite whats already been written so thats why the songs get violent not cos Pi just likes the sight of it I do though but cos pain leaves finger prints and A I cant produce it Gemini writes nice and neat without the heat it bites its teeth boils the bones with unrelated sylables and calls it meat theres no mind in it thats why I leave mine in it Ive contorted the blueprint I dont write death just to stress the sentence I write death cos it proves the presence cos if theres no pulse in the threat I send you then theres no truth in the breath youll measure the corpses in the verses have a job in the engine their wounds have a function screams create a death wish every violent image is a hour pressed in to prove that a real person bled through the session the Gemini Crisis a time where I have to write this as gory and spineless as possible just to prove this shits handwritten by a guy thats mind bitten by venom from a cobra a python with an assigned mission spitting violence till the line hisses making victims of the Suno writers just sitting tapping the magic wand to bite whats already been written A I and I dont panic it patterns, I pattern it packages damage with "damn, look at you, you created a classic" fuck off, I make the screen look attacked when it happens slam my S pen down and crack it bad grammar whatever cadence Suno offers a phantom with no fangs in every line I write has been dragged through, blasted and crafted and asked if it still wants to live after that shit so when the chorus turns to a corpse dont call it shock value say "thank you" the Gemini Crisis a time where I have to write this as gory and spineless as possible just to prove this shits handwritten by a guy thats mind bitten by venom from a cobra a python with an assigned mission spitting violence till the line hisses making victims of the Suno writers just sitting tapping the magic wand to bite whats already been written peace ....
