[Intro – Spoken in serious soft poetic & theatrical tone, over ambient vinyl crackle and soft string pad] A silence broken By moonlight on shattered glass Truth bleeds through the cra— [Mocking like beat starts] [DP Vocals: Snide tone, punchy delivery, sarcastic and over-enunciated.] HAHA — yeah fuck your haiku, nerd I wrote “eat shit” on a napkin and it still hits harder Now cue the outrage orchestra... [Mocking like beat starts] [Background chant vocals: layered "bla bla bla bla" taunt begins here, sarcastic childlike tone, panned wide] [Verse 1 – Snide tone, punchy delivery, sarcastic and over-enunciated. Bass-heavy mix with glitched textures.] A-I D-I-Y, don’t think you’ll ever have me on (oh!) I am Diddy-like — (Haha) but without the feds on my lawn (shhh) I'm Epstein-slick when I network — (wait, what?) But my island's a mic stand, not a child alert (gross!) I’m Trump in a booth with a porn-star smirk Grab a beat by the throat and then bone it to work (RAA!) I’m the reason your uncle re-logged into X Just to comment “this rap shit's gone straight to sex!” (facts) Mouth like Rudy, dye drippin’ truth While I freestyle sin in a Catholic booth Yeah, I'm that dude — the backlash-baiter Said “yo mama” jokes to a gender educator (WOKED!) [Background chant vocals: layered "bla bla bla bla" taunt begins here, sarcastic childlike tone, panned wide] [Chorus – Chant-style delivery, doubled vocals, layered background chants, distorted drum fills.] You don't like me? Cry me a goddamn haiku Line one: “He’s rude.” Line two: “He’s loud.” Line three: “Fuck you.” I'm Sinix, baby — I diss like it’s foreplay Leave my critics with PTSD and gourmet wordplay (NAH NAH NAH NAH NAAAH) You mad? Too bad (YOU WROTE A BLOG? AWWWWW) Boo-fuckin'-hoo, lad [Verse 2 – Faster delivery, taunting and immature tone, mocking high-pitched ad-libs peppered in.] They said I crossed lines — bitch, I draw mazes With crayons on your gravestone and bathroom pages “You’re problematic!” Yeah, well, you're adopted And your therapist logs off when your Zoom call's started I’m the cult leader — Mack with a laugh track Got interns cryin’ in an Uber black Said “Sinix, you’re a sociopath!” Maybe so... But I said sorry once, in Morse code — bro! (Beep beep beep — suck it) Yeah, that's me, Mr. Canceled Twice With a dick joke diploma and a knife made of spice I’m the last straw that your safe space sips While I call your dog ugly and then triple-dip chips [Background chant vocals: "bla bla bla bla" continue throughout the chorus] [Chorus – Repeats with heavier distortion and crowd FX underneath.] You don't like me? Cry me a goddamn haiku Line one: “He’s trash.” Line two: “He’s mean.” Line three: “Me too.” I’m Sinix, bitch — my whole genre’s a lawsuit Signed it with a Sharpie and a sketch of my balls, dude [made up vocal] (MOM HE’S YELLING AGAIN!!!!!) "No I’m not, shut up" [made up vocal] (HE ATE MY THERAPY CAT!!!!) "It looked like a muff" [Bridge – Spoken breakdown, fake sincerity over dramatic piano & reverb FX.] I just wanted to be heard... But instead, they judged my art I painted with darkness... and farted on the frame (Frrt!) (echo FX on “farted on the frame...”) (distant voice) You're a monster! [Verse 3 – Final verse, louder and unhinged delivery, overlapping ad-libs, full beat instrumentation.] I’ll get featured on A-I D-I-Y Then fake my death in a Tesla drive-by Resurrect in a VR funeral stream Where I teabag the urn like a Fortnite meme No regrets, just deleted tweets And a playlist of beefs on repeat for weeks I’m that TikTok priest with a meth-fueled rant Baptizing fans in a jar of ants (STAND BACK!) This is Sinix — signing off from the shame pile Where I moon the Pope in a Barbie smile So if this song offends your lungs? Go choke on a haiku and DM your thumbs. [Background chant vocals: "bla bla bla bla" continue under outro taunts, gradually fading] [Outro – Chant ad-libs fade with beat loop and taunts. School bell & fart sample combo closes track.] (NAH NAH NAH NAH NAAAH) Write your thread (NAH NAH NAH NAH NAAAH) Still ain’t read (FRRRT!!!!!!)
