[Mood: Bright, playful – Retro Synthpop with catchy melodies, bouncy basslines, and echoing vocals] [Instrumental Opening: Lush synth pads and chime-like arpeggios building up to a catchy beat] [Intro] Wabba here, just showing off my face done in a claymation style. So how's everyone's March been going? Hope it's going well. [Verse 1] I’m sculpted with care, hands twisting the clay, Bright hues of color, I’m here to convey. Stop-motion magic, frame by frame, Bringing my world to life, never the same. [Chorus] Claymation dreams, where I’m meant to be, Shifting and shaping through scenes endlessly. Baguette swords in hand, I fight with delight, In this world of wonders where colors ignite. [Verse 2] Sweater of crimson, stitched threads intertwine, Eyes set with passion, a fierce crafted sign. Warrior of clay, with bread swords held high, Marching through scenes where the rhythms comply. [Chorus] Claymation dreams, where I’m meant to be, Shifting and shaping through scenes endlessly. Baguette swords in hand, I fight with delight, In this world of wonders where colors ignite. [Bridge] I’m clay but alive, with a digital beat, A handmade creation where dreams always meet. From frame to frame, I leap through the screen, A vibrant existence of all things unseen. [Outro] Wabba Out. [End of Song]