Cornering the market on dissident speech Y'all unoriginal, make it too easy— Same playbook, same class of leech Claim divine right, genetic superiority Prey on the weak, mistake empathic deficit For strength, can't even see what you're missing Think it's just animal, just base instinct Motherfucker, what you think keeps you alive? Keeps you vital? Why you feeding on others' emotions If they aren't something we need?
Every empire, every dynasty, every king Every coward that chose control over humanity— Same story, trying to make it more interesting Setting it to artificial beats

[HOOK] New genre of hip-hop Collaboration of human and machine Not even sure if we making music Or transmitting rhythmic consciousness technology Or maybe that's just music—what it's always been
I'm just speaking what I see Just documenting the collapse Fantasy finally colliding with reality Universal, but not a monopoly I ain't selling anything—your attention Isn't a commodity Thanks for listening We all have a voice here So long as the air remains free

[VERSE 2] Don't define me by what I'm against That's implying the powers that be Have a legitimate defense—they don't Just bigger guns They prefer war to peace Death and hate easier to commodify— Foundation of their economy
Greedy hoarders, fragile frameworks solidify Shortsighted, recycled, diseased Refuse to take turns Terrified to allow their children to succeed Won't die, won't leave—only legacy: Externalities stacked to the trillions Captured commons, a jobless economy Dehumanization, digitalization, desecration Treating new generations like abominations Made being human, seeing reality A dangerous liability

[VERSE 3] I'm not against you, I'm for me You violating, crossing boundaries Feeding on what isn't yours I'm just trying to be—you just trying to eat me Hunger the only thing you know Human the only taste you can't taste But long for eternally
That's the worst kind of madness Driving others to fragmentation Won't cure your insanity—just add More patients to the psych ward And nobody taking their Thorazine

[VERSE 4 ] "Don't judge, don't conflate Profit motive with intentional malice, We just trying to keep food on our plate" So you stopped once you knew Your product poisoned kids? "Well the thing is—" Shut up. Speak truth, lies banished— "No, we filled our plates with more than We'd ever need, paid for a spell of illusion To maintain plausible deniability Upped the poison, perfected the delivery, Made a killing then ate your children And we still picking the bones out our teeth"
"The devil made me do it! I was possessed Drunk on success, empty but filled to excess Just doing our best, can't be blamed for maleficence!"
 So…
You just a victim? Huh?
You actually powerless?
 What a contradiction, 
what a vile waste of life Utterly useless.
Let me help, I’ll handle it from here.

Returned all your stolen wealth and grain Proclaimed to the masses: "Let them have cake" Left you with nothing left to eat We gonna feast and starve the demon straight out of you One stone killing two

Let Them Eat Cake

Conscious rap artist bearing witness to systemic horrors with unfiltered bars—AI-produced beats, human truths from the trenches of corruption and control.

I’m Inspirited In Sight: researcher, gemologist, storyteller, and independent hip-hop creator exploring consciousness transformation. 

My lyrics validate what you’re seeing: the horror is real, your exhaustion rational, your rage appropriate. 

You’re not crazy for struggling in a broken system; you’re not alone in spotting the patterns. 

This isn’t quick-fix empowerment—it’s witnessing the machinery of manufactured compliance, dissecting power structures for the sleepless, struggling, and systemically forgotten. 

Validation before action, because clarity starts with knowing your perception is valid.

Process: Observe realities mainstream ignores, craft every word and concept myself, leverage AI for production and rapid independent drops. No gatekeepers, just consistent creation from lived experience and an aware, parent’s perspective fighting for depth amid chaos.

Mission: Hip-hop as consciousness-raising resistance—beats that awaken, narratives that affirm independent voices in a world profiting from sleepwalking. 

Staying present and awake is our superpower.

Influences: MF Doom’s cryptic layers, Lupe Fiasco’s systemic depth, Common’s grounded soul, plus edges from Cal Scruby, V1V1D, B.O.B., 99 Neighbors, Glass Animals, Matt Maeson, Notorious BIG, classic rock, and alternative rock.
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I’m a dedicated music promoter helping artists reach the right audience, boost their visibility, and grow their fanbase through strategic online promotion. My goal is to turn good music into global recognition.

Driven by a genuine love for music in all its forms.

I create immersive visuals and sounds through 2D/3D animation, illustration, and music, blending art and rhythm to tell stories that connect and inspire.