VICIOUS

Love hurts—but without self love, there's only self harm.
Every heartbeat’s a bruise, every memory a blade turned inward.
For those who crave the ache as proof they still exist… call 1-800-GOD-PAIN.
Because sometimes, loving too hard is just another way to bleed.

Self Harm (Poete Maudit)(Prod. By Lilac Beats)

Are you tired of broken hearts, broken sinks, and broken dreams?
Introducing Mr. Fix It!—he can’t fix his life, but he’ll fix yours!
Whether it’s a leaky faucet or emotional damage—he’s got a tool kit and denial for both!
Call 1-800-GOD-PAIN now! Operators are standing by… because therapy’s expensive!

Mr. Fix It (Prod. By Bloom)

[Verse 1]
Now you say you miss me, that’s convenient, huh?
Funny how you focused once I gave you up
All them nights you disappeared, I held it down
Now you cryin’ in your bed… don’t start that now

I gave you love, gave you time, gave you too much space
You played me like a playlist you could just replace
Now you tryna fix what you cracked
But baby, that window don’t open like that

[Pre-Chorus]
Damn… now you see it clear, huh?
Damn… took me leavin’ just to care, huh?
You was out here movin’ how you want
Now you fiend for the peace I brought

[Chorus]
Damn, I really tried for you
Held it down, damn, I would’ve died for you
Now I’m done tryna ride for you
That love we had? I cried it through

Damn… I ain’t even mad, love
You lost real and that’s sad, love
You call it love, I call it nerve
Damn… I left that shit where it turned

[Verse 2]
Now your homegirls askin’ me what happened
Sayin’ you been quiet, you been crashin’
I ain’t bitter, I just found my peace
You lost me when you lost your honesty

I ain’t perfect, but I stayed down loyal
I gave you flowers, you fucked up the soil
Now you out here singin’ “too little, too late”
Baby girl, that’s the bed you made it

[Pre-Chorus]
Damn… you wanna spin the block now
Damn… but that bridge burnt down
I ain’t who I was before
You don’t fit that love no more

[Chorus]
Damn, I really tried for you
Held it down, damn, I would’ve died for you
Now I’m done tryna ride for you
That love we had? I cried it through

Damn… I ain’t even mad, love
You lost real and that’s sad, love
You call it love, I call it nerve
Damn… I left that shit where it turned**

[Bridge]
I loved you so hard it damn near killed me
Held you through your pain when you tried to rebuild me
You broke me down, then asked me to heal you
And I still tried, ’cause I thought love would feel you

You don’t know what that kind of love cost
To give it all, just to end up lost
I ain’t heartless, I’m just done bein’ hurt
You had heaven, now you learn what it’s worth

[Outro]
So don’t call, don’t text, don’t spin my block
You had your time, and that clock done stopped
That window closed, I’m good with that view
You threw it out, so I left you too.

Window Closed (@Kehlani Out The Window Response)

SWOOOO

kia (prod. hope)

Out Now All Platforms.

All they eyes on us, when we in the spot
I don't give a fuck, I'm too fresh, that's how we rock
Hating when I stand, they be hating when I walk
But they ain't got problem when I show em how we talk

Go and get a bag before you talk down on my name
If you not my squad then we gon' take you as a lame
Got them going crazy when I pop out on the stage
Everyone who hate me gon' get sent down to they grave 

Whole bag getter, we some whole trendsetters baby
Bands on top of bands, we stacking racks, rich forever baby
Ridin' round the city, got the cameras goin' crazy for us
See me on your IG & your TV, nah you can't ignore us

Drip is too hard, bitch I'm flooding in the fuckin party
Gotta stay on gaurd, they want play me like a damn Atari
Don't know how to park, still be driving in the fucking Rari
Aiming at yo heart, we got rockets like the fucking army

Angel calling shots, bitch I do this Like A Boss
Everyday I'm winning, I might forget what's a loss
Jester of all chaos, slay the evil with the cross
Tired of the heat, swing the slayer made of frost

You cannot compare us, we will never be the same
Yeah I might be Mika but I'm making my own lane
I stay in the aether with my iPod bumpin Bladee
Pop some mana potions, doing magic like a mage

16:9 krollo ✥ - trendsetterzzz (ft. Hatsune Miku, Rin Kagamine)

A Million Pieces

beat by BankrollVeixx

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2N2kBziNMU&list=RDt2N2kBziNMU&start_radio=1

Hell Sent

My Everything </3

New Dashius Clay. New energy. “Not Impressed” is a smooth but heavy Hip-Hop record packed with attitude, bounce, and a shrug for anybody who ever wasted your time.
Produced top-to-bottom by Dashius Clay and released through PLTNM COLLECTIVE, this one is built to stay on repeat.

Not Impressed

Booking@DashiusClay.com

      Dashius Clay isn’t just an artist—he’s a movement. Born in Cali, Colombia, raised in the heart of Miami, and armed with a fearless vision, he’s built a career that ignores industry ceilings and rewrites the rules of what an independent star can be. Rapper, producer, songwriter, DJ, and founder of PLTNM COLLECTIVE, The Red Baron is the rare breed who can rock a festival stage, shut down a club, and still make global brands pay attention.

His sound? A high-octane fusion of Hip-Hop, EDM, and raw Miami swagger. His reach? Worldwide. His track record? Stacked. Dashius has worked with Kendrick Lamar, XXXTentacion, Chief Keef, Gunplay, SwaggMan, Kevin Gates, Kodak Black, Lil Boosie, GTA VI, BWA Ron, Mike Smiff, OG Boobie Black, Robb Bank$, Freeway, Desloc Piccalo, Bruno Malii, Hell Rell, and Monk—as well as corporate giants like McDonald’s and Coca-Cola. With over 50 million streams, viral fan engagement, and credits stretching from underground classics to blockbuster projects, he’s earned his spot as one of the most recognized independent names in the game.

But Dashius doesn’t just release music—he builds worlds. As the architect behind PLTNM COLLECTIVE, he curates a fusion of music, fashion, and culture that’s as much a lifestyle as it is a brand. As a DJ, he flips his own catalogue alongside club-shaking remixes, blurring the lines between performer and party starter. His fans, the #Dashaholiks, are more than an audience—they’re an army. From flooding timelines with his drops to rocking his signature Instagram Beard Filter, the connection is real, and it’s mutual.

From landing back-to-back European chart hits with “Touch Me” and “Barcelona” to packing venues across continents, Dashius has proven—time and again—that independent doesn’t mean small. It means uncontrollable, undeniable, and unforgettable.

Dashius Clay talks the talk, walks the walk, and makes the soundtrack for everyone bold enough to do the same.