LYRICS:

Ride slow
Ride slow
Take a chance on me baby lemme know
When u act up
I know what u want
Tryna see u behind closed doors
It's about to go down down down
Down down down
Gon have another round round
Round round round

Who u gon put it all on
U don't need no other plans
U got me losing control
Baby come and get your mans

We could leave it on the floor
Lil baby know u gorgeous
Got that fire in your eyes like torches
Yea that foot up on my neck air forces
I got u running
And when I catch up to u
I'm gone be the only one u see coming
Baby don't be frontin
It's late night
We be getting into something

Who u gon put it all on
U don't need no other plans
U got me losing control
Baby come and get your mans

Put it in park no driver
Passenger seat recliner
Riding it autopilot
She wanna she wanna
She wanna shot no chaser
Then we gon tear my place up
Say she wasn't no relations
But why do u feel this way
Know u want more than lust
But then u gon come my way
sprinkle that angel dust
Baby that make me crazy
In pussy I trust
Rocking that boat so wavy
Come reel me up

Ride slow
Ride slow
Take a chance on me baby lemme know
When u act up
I know what u want
Tryna see u behind closed doors
It's about to go down down down
Down down down
Gon have another round round
Round round round

Who u gon put it all on
U don't need no other plans
U got me losing control
Baby come and get your mans

no plans (prod. Smickent & kken)

“Just one second” is a modern R&B slow jam wrapped in atmospheric textures, heartfelt lyrics, and soul-stirring instrumentation. Blending smooth hip-hop rhythms, 808-driven low-end, and melodic guitar and piano riffs, this track captures the aching beauty of love, longing, and emotional vulnerability.

The production builds around a moody yet warm F# minor palette, with layered strings, subtle brass leads, and deep, immersive synths that draw you into a late-night world of reflection. Each verse feels like a whisper in the dark, while the chorus bursts with yearning — “just one second with you feels like a day.”

Perfect for fans of Trap Soul, Modern R&B, and emo-laced love ballads. It’s music for quiet moments, deep thoughts, and the kind of connection that lingers long after the track ends. bit of hip hop

Don't Forget Me When I'm Gone

“Still Here” is more than music—it’s a pulse. A breath. A testimony.
In a world that moves fast and forgets faster, this EP is a quiet revolution. Each track is a moment of reflection, healing, and hope.

From misty-eyed prayers to love letters from God, these songs are pages from a soul that’s weathered storms and still found beauty in the ruins.

Whether you’re searching for peace, fighting to stay present, or just trying to remember who you are—this EP is for you.

🕊️ Vulnerable. Healing. Unapologetically honest.

Still Here (Somehow)

ain’t shit (but i loved you) / soundcloud exclusive

How Do You Heal

Your Lovin is a dark, seductive R&B track wrapped in mystery and obsession. The lyrics drip with secrecy and desire, painting a picture of forbidden passion that burns even in the coldest hands. The song explores the intoxicating pull of love laced with lies — where every kiss feels like a crime, and every secret shared is another shadow let in. With haunting production, hushed vocals, and a cinematic edge, it’s a late-night confession that’s equal parts dangerous and divine.


YOUR LOVIN

Giving the one you love everything they deserve without them ever asking

Give Her Love

she understands no other man could own her totally... like i do

written by: maurice moore & dylan huling
produced by: maurice moore & laguil
mixed by: maurice moore & laguil
mastered by: laguil

I Do

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This is Volume 2 of "What's It's About" (because Revolution sure ain't happening and god knows the kids will pay the price...), EPx6 flows from Burlesque to Jazz, à la sauce Piano with a banjo cherry.

This song started as heartfelt social media comment… In response to a young talented disability attorney and hard-working diversity advocate basically apologizing for making one post about increasing hardship for disadvantaged people, and those who advocate for their basic, human rights. Sigh, American positivity is such a weird hypocritical superficial vain thing to me, especially in the freak context of neo-fasc!st history #ahem 
 
+++ here's my original stream-of-consciousness comment:

This is not about you, or me, it's about documenting the truth. It's about the integrity of American history. It's about exposing the abject lies and cruel actions of an authoritarian regime with no conscience nor accountability. It's about helping each others understand what(tf) is actually happening, ever since a convicted rap!st and recidivist fraudster felon "rigged the elections" (sic). It's about helping each other fight greed and corruption. It's about educating the people, equally. It's about justice, and the importance of transparency. It's about honesty. It's about being brave, and discussing the reality of fasc!sm in this country. 
It's about being kind, and that means being clear. Speaking up is the very least you, and I, and everyone MUST do.
So please, please, DO speak up! Why Not? We must, while we still can… Mass-incarcerations haven't started yet (ha hahem). 

+++ @bananasutra song #lyrics 

[Verse 1]
It’s not ’bout me, it’s not ’bout you,
It’s about the wounds that never heal through.
It’s about pages torn from time,
Truth in exile, buried in rhyme.

It’s about the silence, cold and wide,
Where history’s ghosts are forced to hide.
Not for glory, not for clout,
Just for saying what it’s about.

[Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the truth they drown.
What it’s about…
Is the breaking down.
What it’s about…
Is the cries unheard.
What it’s about…
Is the weight of words.

[Verse 2]
It’s about a felon crowned in gold,
Feeding lies like they were soul.
It’s about greed with a mask of grace,
Selling fear to stay in place.

It’s about schools that never taught,
And cages built from every “ought.”
It’s about naming what they shout,
Then whispering "that’s what it’s about"…

[Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the ones they chain.
What it’s about…
Is the hidden pain.
What it’s about…
Is the smoke, the screen.
What it’s about…
Is what freedom means.

[Bridge]
It’s about the cost… of keeping still.
The hush that bends a nation’s will.
It’s not a choice to speak or not,
It’s breath, it’s blood, it’s all we’ve got.

They laugh and call it overblown,
While prisons fill and hearts turn stone.
But kindness cuts the deepest way,
And truth, my love, don’t look away.

[Final Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the love that stays.
What it’s about…
Is the darker days.
What it’s about…
Is the voice inside.
What it’s about…
Is the will to rise.

[Outro]
So please…
Speak while we still can…
Before the silence
Takes the land.

That’s what it’s about.
Yes…
That’s what it’s about.

[end]
 
Made in the USA #circa2025 with much empathy, hope, #sunomusic and my #aivoice

[04] What It's About • Vol. 02 • BLOWsutra Revolution Ring Psychedelic Piano Trip Hop Blues JAZZ

Dear Whomever Made Me is the fifth concept album by multidisciplinary artist Eva Mercer — a long-form confession disguised as a lullaby, a letter written to the hands that shaped her and the shadows that tried to keep her small.

Across these spare and intimate tracks, Mercer sifts through the quiet corners of identity: peace found only in monochrome, the sharpness of words left unsaid, the exhaustion of “same old shit,” the ache of being wired wrong, the strange mercy of being too much and still here.

This record is not a thank-you note.
It’s a reckoning.
A reaching back.
A reaching inward.
A reaching toward the version of herself no one taught her how to tend.

Lyrics and composition by Eva Mercer.
Vocals and instrumental arrangement generated with Suno AI.

How Do You Heal

APG