Busted this one out in the studio. Like 10 years of making music and I finally have access to a professional quality studio.

No poetry this time because now I'm an old and jaded sound crafter. I don't have time for flowery language and that nonsense when there's bills to be paid, drugs to do and pussy to eat.

Big boys doin big things hit me up for custom theme songs or entry music or whatever people do to make money on the internet. Because money is the root of survival, and being alive is evil.

I can't do this on a computer but just imagine a line of 7,000 fire emojis ending with an eggplant.