yo man, this is fresh. I'd love to work.  You commented on a beat of mine a week or so ago. I'm gaving to reinstall all my software due to a catastrophic crash. I'm mad interested to work in a few days though. Holla at me!

yes sir u def. got ur craft mastered. would love a feature with fathom.

This one was uh, different. I'll need to re-record to fix the levels. That 2nd verse really fucked things up with all the S's, even using the de-esser. Lyrics below though!

(produced by YungNab)


Spongebob Sample: 
"With no one around..
This isn't your average everyday darkness.
This is.. advanced darkness."

Started from the top, 
now I'm here in the gutter
with nothin' left but the others
who struggle just to recover from the - highs.
They're lovin' it for the buzz, 
it's enough to lift you above
all these other sticks in the mud and that's - why.
There's a bunch of prescription drugs
In your blood it's pickin' you up
as if nothing's ever enough and now - I
will stay inside today.
Comedown feelin some type of way
I'm afraid,
Despite bein safe.
I'm riddled with the fright, in my hideaway.
Wide awake-
Middle of the night, in a quiet place.
If I could go back I think I would play-
With my friends more. 
When I was a kid, short
Endured divorce.
It sure ripped your family apart.
Mommy wit the knife tryin to stab Dad in the heart.

Grungebob on the hook

Indoors.
Temptation wars, discord rages in your brain.
When it rains, it pours.
Ignore pain just distort days spent in court take this- stress relief.
I think I need a rest, reprieve
A second to breathe
I choose to opt out of the texts received.
You can knock, pound, but I'll never leave.
Desperately, I've been questioning-
If future lockdowns would be a blessin to me.
Glued to lost ground, it's a test of strength. 
Depression keeps, suggestin sleep
So queue the haunted house that's possessin me.
Through the wall sounds of distress would reach.
So mental health is, low on my checklist
Ghosts couldn't care less, think I need an exorcist.


Scarier Grungebob on the hook

What power compels you?
How did it help to breeze past
These last hours in hell?
You showered a spell to scour the smell
You cleaned act, rehab bound to retell.
Stories you've been runnin from.
Before me you have come undone.
Reborn and recovered son.
But remorse seen isn't gonna cut, it.
Proudly you grasp this, 
Round piece of plastic,
Found peace at last 
Allow me to ask if
You might know..
How to relax with-
Out feelin trapped and 
Bound to relapse. When
Doubt leads to caskets-
You replied, "No,
in truth I don't."

Advanced Darkness (prod. YungNab)

New baby has slowed the music down recently. Got a lot in the works though!

I genuinely dislike social media, if you're interested in features/collab stuff just shoot me a DM on here or check the email. I'm still new to this, so hmu and we can learn together.

For serious inquiries, email at: fathomwastakenbysomeshmuck@gmail.com

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