My songs are terrible, let’s state the facts,

Don’t sound like anything, just loops and cracks (fudge, yeah)

Imperfect measures, yeah, they’re always late,

Cigarette and coffee breaks sealed my fate (they do)

Bathroom trips, snack runs—yeah, it’s all a mess,

Production quality? Barely a guess (barely)

But hey, they’re mine, and I’ll own the flop,

Even my best tracks make people stop… and drop

STOP AND DROP STOP AND DROP STOP AND DROP STOP AND DROP STOP AND DROP

Ayy,

My songs are terrible,

Loops kinda crooked, beats unbearable.

Hmm-hmm-hmm,

Ayy,

That’s the game we play, in this world we fear,

Droppin’ ten albums, not a hit to appear.

Pay for promotion, but what does it yield?

Clicks and streams that don’t feel real.

They sell you dreams, but they’re made of air,

Transparency’s gone, like it was never there.

Lose all your spark, your soul on the brink,

Creativity’s traded for likes and clicks.

But I don’t fabricate, I keep it raw,

Every terrible beat comes straight from my flaws.

Tape reels hissin’, my studio’s B&B,

No cancellations ‘cause I stay out the city.

Parking’s trash, but the Mini’s a vibe,

Vocals clean, thanks to Remy, my guide.

(My guideeee!)

Ayy,

My songs are terrible,

Loops kinda crooked, beats unbearable.

Hmm-hmm-hmm,

Ayy,

TERRIBLE

T-T-T

I’m right there with you,

They’re bad, it’s true

But at least you can’t say,

I didn’t warn you

My songs are terrible, but they’re all I’ve got,

Every offbeat measure, every missed shot.

Blame my insecurity, it’s my best excuse,

But in the name of “authenticity,” I let it loose.

Mixing’s a joke, recording’s absurd,

My vocals sound like I swallowed a bird.

Still, you can’t deny, I’m one of a kind,

Even if it’s bad, at least it’s mine (at least it’s mine)

Finally get why intellect don’t count,

God said, “Make noise,” not “figure it out.”

(not figure it out)

Ayy,

My songs are terrible,

Loops kinda crooked, beats unbearable.

Loops kinda busted, beats sound confused,

But hey, at least you can’t say I’m overproduced.

So yeah, they’re terrible, I’ll wear it with pride,

If you want perfection, find someone who tried.