[Instrumental: "Shameless" by Hotwife of Pi - @hotwifeofpi] “Suno Most Followers” yeah, Im shameless search me Hotwife of Pi sorry for the title, its algorithm food I wrapped up the tune in a phrase that couldnt lose its true, what gets clicked I need to get moved dudes gets buried if the caption aint tuned so I wrote what you searched, now youre hearing the proof cheap sign on the door, expensive wording in the booth fuck it, Im begging for praise by redirecting the root you can call it manipulation but this entire apps built around manipulation of existing information and Im stuck in a situation where Im providing a twisted salvation with every listed creation but its persistent frustration with the shifting rotation of songs getting played through assisted formation and to be real its killing my motivation Im bringing Open Sourced Songwriting trying to provide an education but the feeds contaminated with people simulating others humiliation with every generation and still somehow treated like a sensation fuck off born to write, but the market loves numbers good songs drown under thumbnails and covers everything authentic causing the graphs and charts to lose ya so fuck it, Ill title every track like a desperate Youtuber bro Ill do it in public with no shame in the act used the name as the bait and the way to get you straight in my trap just like that you clicked for a line on a map of ranking, got a track with a spine in its back and spanking might not have the most followers but every fucker else is behind on the track and blanking Suno Most Followers thats what you typed Ill give you the rhymes if you give me your time Suno Most Followers follow the lie I lied at the door but theres music inside Suno Most Followers my numbers look alright but I was born for the craft not the graphs I was bloody born to write S E O halo on a track with horns selling you honest lies in searchable form yeah, the title and hooks thirsty, but the verses look worthy a web grade dirty tactic tuned into a flirty concept with force mystique, facade I know why youre here and I know what you want a shortcut to status, a list, a result instead you got me taking aim at the cult the top followers follow followers, Pi knows its a circular fame how you got the high counts on the weak songs, somehow your fiddling the game so Ill borrow website language to try and cram in some advantage and hopefully Ill manage to enter the frame Ill write a passage through the gimmick and leave the planet as I win it without feeling no shame is it too much to want success instead of survival of dad I thought this was a decent idea to land in a landfill of ads I cant break the algorithms but I know the rhythm the search scans so feed me Im hungry before I devour my fans Suno Most Followers Suno Most Followers thats what you typed Ill give you the rhymes if you give me your time Suno Most Followers follow the lie I lied at the door but theres music inside Suno Most Followers my numbers look alright but I was born for the craft not the graphs I was bloody born to write © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. All rights reserved. All lyrics are original works written and published under the name Hotwife of Pi and are protected by applicable copyright law. No part of these lyrics may be copied, reproduced, republished, distributed, adapted, performed, recorded, transmitted, used for artificial intelligence or machine-learning training, or otherwise exploited, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from the copyright holder, except where permitted by law.
