cool stuff iv: okatue death spiral###

https://solo.to/sanriorose
Prod d0llywood1

all i love is money
i dont love niggas or bitches
cus they all want something from me ay
when i touch a knot
i get to jumpin like a bunny ay
is u gang or not
cus if u wit me then u Bloody ay
think this bitch a bot
i played this bitch cus she a dummy ay
i think im the rock
im rappin shit up the mummy ay
they thought i fell off
n i thought damn these niggas funny
niggas studying n acting chummy
fling him cross the country ay

niggas not my buddy
niggas honestly disgust me
if u think u can discuss me
n u live then u was lucky ay
woke up on a sunday
feelin like solomon grundy ay
niggas think they comics
how its a new issue monthly
baby u can trust me
trust me cus i called u honey ay
i guess u could love me
but i jus want u to touch me ay
i been doin bitches grubby
since dalton was crunchy
now im hungry off this this blunt
im blunty
bitch i got the munchies ay

ay all i love is money
i dont love niggas cus loving niggas
sure does something to me
i dont love bitches cus i cant love myself if they dont love me ay
said she wanna fuck me
but we all kno that im ugly ay
word to anson n floody
ill always b a ducky ay
recently something struck me
i kno why niggas bug me ay
niggas bitches still bump me
n thats why niggas judge me ay
i cant go for skullduggery
im above it luckily

I know what you want

Spotify

https://solo.to/sanriorose
Prod d0llywood1

They like Kimmy girl wspwitcha
It wont take nun to get up witcha
I was tryna find sumn different
Somehow I knew u wouldnt listen
See da red n blue n I start dippin
Worried bout my bro cus he started sippin
If I die I kno they wouldnt miss meh
Start sum shit wimme yea I hope U finish

I got sum scaRss on my wrist
But plz dont get in my business
Im Rtd until I die 
n Im sleepin wit da fishes
Im way 2busy
If U blink U might miss it
I had 2go get it
I wasnt content bitchin

How couldnt I tell this entire time

see you in the afterlife

lyrics:
(Check one
Uh uh
Lemme tell you how I feel, uh, uh
All the lovers in the club put your hands up
All the fuckers in the club put your hands up
Lemme show you how I feel
Bring your heart out
Put the love up
Turn the love up
Put your hands up)

What are we, 'cuz I don’t feel at home when I'm at home in your arms
What’s going on with us, will somebody have to ring the alarm?
Wait, sorry, you and me deserve to feel just like this every time but we don’t 'cuz I sweat and you choke and we’re both feeling stupid for loving each other
If I’m lying then honestly that scare me 'cuz i think that it’s real
You’re trying to cheer me up inside because that’s just how you feel
Who’s dying? me and you deserve to act like we’re at anything else then a funeral: don’t wanna play wanna joke wanna laugh wanna fuck and kiss after

And I’m a walking disaster
Changed my life for the better but that don’t make it better, yeah,
That don’t heal scabs quicker
Clean conscience, clear mind
I could deconstruct myself a million times but that won’t make blood thicker

So what about you makes you so special that you think you can take my love?
I don’t want something else to spring up and step between us
Color haired girl meets RGB boy I’ve seen it a million times so
What about you makes you so special that you think you can take my love?

Who’s trying? 'cuz I don’t see the effort in the room with us now
Deep sighing, does it take energy out of you to have me around?
Why bother?
Both of us deserve to find somebody who is like us but we’re in love with us and somebody like me could never be somebody like us

Like what?
I’m sad for what?
My bad for what?
You’re obsessed with ipad, for what?
Lay my cards out like what?
I’m so “what am I without you” you’re “so what?”
Write checks for what?
Have sex for what?
Love you for what?
Fuck me for what?
Lay our guns down like what?
We’ve been goin' at each others throats so

What about you makes you so special that you think you can take my love?
I don’t want something else to spring up and step between us
Crazy ass girl meets excellent boy I’ve seen it a million times so
What about you makes you so special, yeah, 'cuz you’re so special

What about me makes me so special that I think I deserve your love?
You don’t want someone else to spring up and step between us
Himbolike switch meets scary weird bitch you’ve been through it hundreds of times
What about me makes me so special that I think I deserve your love?

(Oh, your love
Oh, I deserve your love
Your love
Oh, oh)

What about you makes you so special?
What about me makes me so special?
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released September 11, 2024
vocals by Fraxiom Music
production by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
Recorded in Leeds, UK and Chicago, IL in 2024

special

i still hold my pillow close to my chest wishing it was you

Lyrics:

One sword look like 25 like 50 like 100 swords
Adding lacerations, marks, and bruises to your under sores
Say you leave the ground but you don’t leave the ground like hoverboards
I feel like a spoiled little brat I feel like underwhelmed
With your best efforts
You catch my face pouting
I feel the chest pressure
You never did enough, or said enough, or acted outside of numbing complacency
Watch me disrespec' you blatantly

Credit card knife in my wallet with the crumpled bills
Credit card knife in my wallet and I bet it’s hard
Yeah I keep it tucked and I pray I never need it there’s a
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit card
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Greasy ass dudes got me running like a tennis star
If i have to leave it in you, no regret at all
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Cred-Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit card
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit carde

Credit, credit, credit, credit card knife in my wallet like a knife guy
Sneaky in my pocket sitting nestled with my butterfly
Finishing you last like a whiny little nice guy
Whine it to the dirt bitch, you’re about to fucking die
Cutting octagonal slice your body like a pizza pie
If someone asks what happened, I’ll give your pizza alibi
Want my full attention? Well you’ll only get a piece of mine
Like pieces of the pizza from your sliced up pizza body crime

Cute, like a mouse mouse mouse
In a tiny little house with my friends down south
We get frisky we do kisses on the mouth mouth mouth
Like we’re besties, try and test me, but you’re jesting ‘cause my knife is always besting it’s that

Credit card knife in my wallet with the acid
Credit card knife inside my wallet it’s not flaccid it is hard
The knife in my wallet is rock solid and it cuts hard
The credit card knife with my credit cards

Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Grea-Greasy ass dudes got me running like a tennis star
If i have to leave it in you no regret at all
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards

These days everybody know the truth it’s extensive (Yup!)
Outfit's cheap but my cannabis stupid expensive (Yup!)
I thought that I am transexual and autistic (Yup!)
Body like a bitch is (Yup!)
Flow like limp bizkit (Yup!)
Really fast quick shit, shake you out your britches
Bounce my neck around like potato knishes
Shoutout Little King Jon
DJ put my thing on
Think that you can talk to me
What's up? Haven’t seen you, what the fuck?
Used to regret what I did to you but now I can’t forgive myself enough
What's up? If I see you just once, you won't see me come up
Got a credit card knife, that'll make you-
SHUT UP!

____________________________
Released January 24, 2025

Lyrics by Fraxiom Music, Spencer Hawk
Production by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

credit card knife

I was afraid to come to your show so I didn't go
We could've clicked but I didn't show so we'll never know
Caught up on shit that doesn't really matter
Trauma competition just to see who's heart is more shattered
When I heard you're afraid of me it got me kinda flattered
I think what could've been of us was torn apart by questions

What kind of music are you making and what are the implications of the words you call it now?
Where did you learn to act this stupid and who made you feel so crazy that you gotta let it out?
And can we call it furry music if you don't slap a fursona on the cover of the album?
God damn, that's some problem, right?
God damn, well that's my problem now
When did you even find the time to find somebody who could find the time for you to make it yours?
How did you both come up with something that inspired other people to come up with something more?
And can we really call it hyperpop if this beat is more cybergrind mixed up with digicore?
God damn, that's a really lame problem to have
God damn, I thank God it only gets that bad

Fuckin' it up out here
I live in chi town now I get recognized on the bus out here
(Hi) Rollin' it up out here
Only smoke real shit now I don't buy gas station, that's sus out here (I do not)
Holding it down out here (hold down)
Yeah like that gravity (okay)
Please do not clown round here (do not)
Make a catastrophe (that is bad)
Your himbo attached to me (he is)
I let him down gently (bye bye)
That's ouch that's hot that's more hot then tea that's soup lentilly

(Gupi, fuck it up now)
I was afraid to come to your place so I didn't show
We could've clicked but I didn't go so we'll never know
Caught up on shit that used to never matter
And situations that I never thought I'd be a part of
When I heard you still wanna see me I got so disgusted
Think that in your eyes it's a backwards way of serving justice

Why-w-w-w-why aren't you making any music, you should hurry up and do it so that I can tear it down
Where did you learn to talk so stupid, and who made you feel so traumatized you gotta lay it down on me?
And are you really a subversive artist if you're scared of your own body and don't even say the r word
God damn, that's some problem, right?
God damn, that literally sounds like a made up problem

Wow (wow, wow)
Fuck it up in my head (fuck it up)
Heavy is the hand that writes the callout post I guess
My abuser got cancelled this year I am not stressed (yes)
Got a new lease on life (yes)
Happiness peace on life (yes)

Happiness peace and love
Even when it sucks
Even when they really really wanna be like us
Even when they really really wanna fuck us up
Got a new lease on love
Gotta do peace and love

Happiness peace and love
Even when it sucks
Even when they really really wanna be like us
Even though they really really wanna fuck us up
Got a new lease on love
Gotta do peace and love

I gotta do penis music
I'mma disease I'm too sick
These loose ass ties all grew thick
These day ones in my group pic
I gotta make all this music
I do it for therapeutic
I do it for Massachusetts
I do it for Fraxiom Music

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

hot problems

(Music)
Fell for you day one head over heels in the parking garage
When I was too young to determine if you were a good guy
Listened to Datafruits together on the MBTA
We shared some pink Skullcandy earbuds and I thought I would die
You'd walk around our little town like you knew everything
And honestly I liked the confidence that that would imply
Name dropped you on our last release you were my everything
For half a decade there I thought that I would know you for life
It's so embarrassing to love so hard then let it all go
But I do know, deep down I can let it all go
It's so embarrassing to go to bat for you when you know better
But don't do better, I said

I know a fake one when they step the scene
They mask things with kindness but are intricately mean
You may have your prospects, you may have your shoes
But I know you'll be lonely if you treat her like you do

I don't think you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you are gonna hurt somebody
Self-infantilizing, always criticizing people and disguising it with social justice words, despising
I don't think you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you are gonna hurt somebody
You just won't transition so now it's your mission to make all the life decisions for somebody who transitioned

I just think it's odd that we were kids, and you were not
And we were smoking all that pot with you
And I still think you deserve a good life
Could have been nice
It's just gotta happen away from my eyes
But you treated us like little baby stupid idiots!

There was a period of time you were my only friend
If somebody met me eventually they'd have to meet you
I look back on these times and think too much and get myself sick
When I consider how you'd use my name and

No one thinks you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you just have to hurt somebody
Self-infantilizing, always hypnotizing people so that it's surprising when you get caught compromising (wh-wh what)
I don't think you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you are gonna hurt somebody (yeah)
You just won't transition so the composition of your intuition is to be somebody's apparition
And I still think you deserve a good life

_____________________________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

nono

I'll do anything once
I'll talk to anyone
I don't really care much
Generous with my time
Try to do it all the time
But I think you crossed a line

You say I'm such a hater
Like you've known me forever
When we have hung out never
You wanna get inside my head
Lowkey you talk down on me
Passive-aggressive shit that I can't call you out for doing 'cause you'll make it about your trauma
And I don't even know
Why you want me around
G-g-g-g-got so many people you could talk to right now
Everyone in town wants you right now
Mo-mo-more money and followers than me and a car
What about me makes you think that I'm gonna get you far?
I am not an app, no you can't use me
Just telling the truth, let's not get too deep

I don't think it's gonna work
And I don't think that I care that I don't think it's gonna work
You freaked me out first
We almost got hurt
You kept making it worse
I saved all our asses from the danger you put us in
I-I'm breaking it to you hard to swallow like medicine
Bitch, you endangered my family so
This is more than a vibe check
This is more than an "I don't like that"
This is "I don't like you"
This is you
Treating me like doo-doo
So I do not care
If we show up to the same show or the same party
Stand over there!
Please

(Yeeeeeoooowwwww)

Eyes closed
Stronger than a blindfold
You just wanna use me
'Cause my friends are awesome
And I keep it juicy
Play dead like a possum
Something rhymes with orange
But I just ignore it
'Cause you say I'm

You say I'm such a hater
Like you've known me forever
When we have hung out never
You wanna get inside my head
Lowkey you talk down on me
Passive-aggressive shit that I can't call you out for doing 'cause you'll make it about your trauma
And I don't even know
Why you want me around
G-g-g-g-got so many people you could talk to right now
Everyone in town wants you right now
M-m-everyone in town wants you right now
Ev-ev-everyone in town wants you right now
Ev-ev-everyone in town wants you right now
Ev-ev-everyone in town wants you right now
Now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now
Everyone in town wants you right now
Now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now
Everyone in town wants you right now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

computerpunk

(I got a—)
Take one, but hope ya don't Drake one
(Find another girl and he won't miss ya)
What the fuck?
Rock

Rock the microphone like it's a cell phone
I did not come here to throw a party by myself, oh
You do not know about Eevee party, that's a self-own
Flying to our shows'll raise alert and make you have to call the telco
I need Gatorade and to be gay today with fictional gator baes
And then listen to Slayyyter based in the database
Rock the headline slot like it's my first show
Take the potential energy, convert it back into inertia

Walk in this bitch like Ray Delahanty
Yeah, I walk in this bitch like a pedestrian
Dish out this K like a equestrian
Give it for free to he/him lesbians
Walk in this bitch with my Transit app on
36 to the Red Line to the downtown tunnel
To the Blue Line to the airport to the airline to the show
Bags down in the DoubleTree and then I have to go
Go to Paris for work, Indianapolis for fun

Like it's a cell phone
I did not come here to throw a party by myself, oh
You do not know about Eevee party, that's a self-own
Flying to our shows'll raise alert and make you have to call the telco
I need Gatorade and to be gay today with fictional gator baes
And then listen to Slayyyter based in the database
Rock the headline slot like it's my first show
Take the potential energy, convert it back into inertia

I got HRT for free at my own show in Denver
They were cooking up that shit like right behind the counter
I got traumatized for life by my own furry uncle
Tried to talk to me from his AD, it was a downer
Ugh, that's uncomfortable, that's gruesome
Queer community, yeah, you take some, lose some
Chosen family, yeah, you take some, lose some
But that's why
I live a fast life to outrun my past life
You could say that's unfair, but that's life
If I'm on your bad side when you've been a bad guy
I could say that is cool, but that's lie
Slide
To unlock every reason why
(I'mma stop—)
You pushed me to the side then pushed me to the side of the side

When I come up on the scene with all this energy in my spleen (my spleen)
Say hello to Dillon Francis, Doja Cat, and Hank Green (Hank Green)
All this new support is great, but now I've got a hankering (what)
And all that I can think about is inhaling the dank green (whoa)
Skin like gangrene, fits like Banksy
I'm like FreakyBob, but a bit more gayly
Theta-delta chain me, paw me up, fang me
Now I need a doggy, extra points if he's hangry
Oops, I'm angy, list like Angie
Talk down on my team, I'll make you feel it in your phalanges
Downright mangled, fuck's your angle?
Say you got the green, but it's the color wheel of Bojangles
Crank 'em
Smoking on that shit and it smell like jenkem
Gassy, putrid, yeah, that real big stenkem
Do the stanky leg, turn around and hit the precum
Fo fi fee fum, talk big, see some
My flow is frosted flakes, and it even exhausted Drake
And made Lipgloss Twins shake
I'm the Boston cake, you are lost and fake
I love gay people
I won't say shoo to gays, but I love shoegaze
I love guitar music
I love rap music
I love pop music and electronic music
And supersonic music and laptop music
And I fuckin' love bad music
They say that hyperpop is out of style (whoa)
They want me to grow up and go acoustic (no)
I said, "Do you even like music?"
Sing the chorus one more time

Rock the microphone like it's a cell phone
I did not come here to throw a party by myself, oh
You do not know about Eevee party, that's a self-own
Flying to our shows'll raise alert and make you have to call the telco
I need Gatorade and to be gay today with fictional Gator baes, oh fuck
Mess it up
Leave it in

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

jumpin the cacc

Tracking down a narcissist who hurt me irreparably 'cause I need to apologize for things that I said wrong
Every single day is indistinguishable aftermath of something that you did to me, and it feels like you won
I'm almost out of money, it's been weeks since I've been funny, and I don't feel like a bunny, and I don't know what to do
'Cause you would take advantage, calculating all the damage you would do to me, embarrass me in every single room
Imagine how I felt when I found out that you were just not only hurting me for pleasure, also taking pride in that
And I realized when I was 21 that it's not normal to have a best friend that you're anticipating fighting back
I walk around erratic, and I'm talking all dramatic, and I am afraid that I'll never be anyone again
Plus every single night I am afraid to close my eyes because I always have the same dream where you steal all of my friends

(Kill yoursel- kill yoursel- kill yourself
Yo
Kill yourself)

(Okay okay!)
If you never knew me when I made the future bass
Then you don't deserve me at my sell-out-this-place
The pre-show willies in my molecules
And there's a line around the block full of polycules
Let 'em in, it's cold
Veteran tenfold
Everybody crowdsurfed to it even though the shit's old
Turn the page tip fold
Talk about me tiptoe
I've done so much fucking personal growth that I can turn a Christian to a bimbo
I can turn my oomf to my bestie
Test me
You want me to stop, then arrest me
Arf, arf
Break the barricade at my own show
Oopsie
Call you out on stage because I'm asking for a fight
I'm a martyr for my genderfucked siblings, that's right
If you really wanna come and say what's up, then charter a ride
Ha ha, I am so fucking silly you can see it in my eyes
I know I said one day I'd get sober, but I like to get high
And I consume a caricature of myself and start to cry
Food House in your building and we can't find the exit
Rich kids try to talk to me while I'm too high to say shit
Why the fuck do you even think that you and I can have a conversation
Fraxiom music is canonically allergic to crustaceans
And I'm still waiting for Gupi to meet me uptown at Chipotle
'Cause now we're girls, and we're trying to be vegetarian, and we're so gay
Wink at you and make you gay for a month like TD Bank
3 a.m., I play a concert and now my titties stank
San Francisco, I am in your city, where is the dank
Floor is looking a little sticky like jizzy bank

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

td bank

(I love earning money back on my own purchases because then I make money off of my own order and I can use that for other products. And they go "Oh yeah, that's great." And I say "Yeah."
We gotta go to the show in 45 minutes)

I-I-I-I talk like somebody who's never been punched before 'cause I've never been punched before
Walk like a bunny because I hop, I hop, like I've got lunch and more
No bodyguard
And I can't lift for my life
Plus I'm always fucking high
And keep hundreds at a time
Don't think a gun is personally right for me 'cause I would kill myself
Pepper spray taken away by TSA, didn't replace it
(Oh yeah)
Let's face it
(Oh okay)
You could fuck me up real easy, and I'd have to take it!
So why can't I stop my victory lap?
Why can't I stop makin' fun of your ass?
How come it's gonna go my way right when I say the
(Word!)
So absurd like
(Word!)
Like the bird like
(Word!)
Consonants, vowels
Yeah, that makes a
(Word!)
We're rolling bigger doobies
And growing bigger boobies
And IMDbTV is now FreeVee with the MUBI
My life is like a Tubi
It's everybody's movie
And Netflix, Vudu, Quibi, Apple TV, stream on Oobi
I'm goin' poomp like Doompy
And fucking getting spoopy
Excuse me for a second 'cause I have to make a hit now
Sorry
I meant take a shit now
I meant make a poopie
And Hulu Plus on Disney is now busy loading Froompy

Come knock this grin off my face
All bark, all bark like jerky
You think that you cracked this case
But you are fucking crazy
You think that you got replaced
But nobody
Can be as popular as me
While being as off-putting as you
Oh my god, I love this song
Slam that drink and put it down
Follow me onto the floor
Grab that ass and throw it round
Oh my god, I love this DJ
Spin it on the replay
That's what we say!
Give a LGBT BJ

(Okay... hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on... just checking in real quick
Everybody's okay? Yes! Nobody's hurt? No. Nobody passed out? No
No tweaking? No. No fighting? No. Remember this is all right?
Yes! Remember, we are music, and this is what it's all about. Oh Yes!)

My name is Fraxiom, and I will destroy the world, yeah
My name is Fraxiom, and I will destroy the world
O-O-O-O-Off kilter, this beat's got vowel filters
Might shit my fucks up
No chillin', and if you are standin'
I need you to buck up, okay

I talk like somebody who stumbled into this life because that's what I did
Walk like I'm all fucked up, and my ego sucks, and I can't tell what I is
No backup plan
And I can't sing for my life
Plus I'm always fucking mad
And hold grudges all the time
Don't think a job is personally right for me 'cause I would kill myself (uh-oh)
SAIC, treated me icy, didn't go back there
(No, no)
Let's face it
(Mmm-hmm)
You could exploit all my talent, and I'd have to take it
So why can't I stop being everyone's friend?
Why don't I want conversation to end?
How come shit could get much better for me with just one
(Word!)
Write this song like
(Word!)
Smoke Spencer's bong like
(Word!)
Slice-of-life, I'm still alive, and I guess that's
(Word!)

Come knock this grin off my face
All bark, all bark like jerky
You think that you cracked this case
But you are fucking crazy
You think that you got replaced
But nobody
Can be as popular as me
While being as off-putting as you
Oh my god, I love this song
Slam that drink and put it down
Follow me onto the floor
Grab that ass and throw it round
Oh my god, I love this DJ
Spin it on the replay
That's what we say
Give a fuck what the police say

(And Gupi is tonight's special DJ
Put those hands up
Bring those stocks down
Put those paws up
Bring that... Uhh...)

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

now 2

La la la la
I don't wanna die but I wanna make it stop
Keep on wasting my time, rot my body like a crop
Think I'm gonna make it whoops, think I'm gonna flop
Think I'm looking at the clock more often than I used to
Have to bend some pressure just to prove that I am with you
Contribute a monster beyond imagination
Spotify is stupid, Spotify is satan
Singing my song I sing la la la
Humor in the chaos I say ha ha ha
When pop culture cums me out I say ha ha ha
When I don't know what to be I say la la la to the people in my screen

You made me me
Both for better and for worse
You made me me
We made memes
Yeah, that's how we were bondin'
But these days it's going different
I don't receive correspondence
Like, as soon as I started wanting, then you stopped respondin'
You're following me to keep tabs on me when I know you're plottin'
It's like I'm the only one on earth that sees this big monster
And they look at me like I'm crazy
When I say run away from the monster
Fuck industry face at the concert
When I turn around, flip both middle fingers to the camera, say "Fuck my sponsors"
That's a little more
Chronic indifference for my intrepid soul
Melodramatic life is an episode
Fully going bepis mode
Ramon Laguarta
When I got a show in Atlanta, I take the MARTA to it
Said I'm from the South Shore, and no, I am not from Martha's Vineyard
But I wanna do tax fraud like Martha did

La a-a-a-a a a
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna stop
Wasting my time yeah I wasted a lot
T-Think I'm gonna make it
T-Think I'm gonna not

When pop culture cuts me out, then I make my own
Yeah, they love to shout when I take my throne
You can call me names
You can play games with me
But you're never gonna break my bones
Finding humor in the chaos, I say, "What the fuck" (What the)
I could try my best, and you'd say, "Frax sucks the life out of everything, and she should never have tried to be anything," so forgive me if I'm hung up on petty things
Ugh
'Cause it hurts sometimes, when I wanna die
And then someone who don't know me tell me how I feel
Can you worship me, but then leave me be
The pedestal you put me on is just too surreal
And I know
If we threw a concert in a vacuum with our eyes closed
You would sing the low parts, and I'd have to take the high notes
I would get the lyrics wrong and improvise with my dotes
But the words I'd say would make you think that I'm a psycho
(Ouch!)
Fuck it up (yeah)
Fuck it up (yeah)
All we know how to do is fuck it up
Got all these genders fuckin' us
Suckin' us (technically)
'Cause it hurts sometimes
Yeah, it hurts sometimes
When you got it wrong and I'm dehumanized
Don't you pass me the mic
'Cause I'll hold that shit for an hour and I won't stop till I photosynthesize
This is what I do
And you almost made me quit when you tried to make it all about you
These days the things I witness
Are so crazy
It makes me feel normal
So rude and uncouth that I seem formal
I caught you straight lying down on business, so
I don't wanna hear you talk to me about morals
Getting mad, I need my reef like coral
I said somethin', you heard somethin' else like laurel
Couldn't even fall off when I purposefully tried to, so
I don't wanna hear you tellin' me who's mortal

(Okay
It's food house, it's food house, it's food house
Only thing we know how to do is fuck it up
He wanna get list for his friends so what, he don't wanna see how this ends so what, he probably became a new fan so what)

Make it stop!
L-Like please
Words in my head, they're so fuckin' mean
Making me submit, put me down on my knees
Remember I'm the shit, Jack Ü Febreze
And I gotta persist I sing la la la
Humor in the chaos, I say ha ha ha
Keep my head right up, keep my vibe right on
The song only ends at the end of the song

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

la la la

I-I-I-I-I look into everybody's eyes
One by one, one at a time
And it makes me wanna cry
Because I've never felt a love exactly like this in my life
One by one, you save my life
You could say I saved your life
But that goes both ways like a

Bi guy, my my
Vids on YouTube like a Try Guy, fly high
Backstage pouring me a Mai Tai, why why
You might be scared to approach me
But don't you worry, I'm shy, I'm
Just as nervous as you are to meet you for real
I get fucking starstruck when you say how you feel
Feeling like I owe you something, some kinda deal
'Cause honestly, you gave me my life
I could give my all out on that stage till I'm numb
We could take a serious pic and one that's dumb
I could even give to you the shirt off my back
But no, none of that repays you, you let me be
Frax, Frax, Frax, Frax, Frax
Some of this shit doesn't track
Mostly I still feel the same
I'm still into Sam and Max
I still eat my salmon flax
I still scream goddamnit when the industry don't have my back
So that means every day I scream goddamnit

(You know, my head is not screwed on correctly
And yeah, it pisses me off because that's not even my fault
But, also, it's my responsibility to be and act normal so
Come on! Unlearn that helplessness, let's go)

You would tell me to "always remember, it is us against the world"
But I went out into the world and I love it a lot
And now I get distraught when I remember that you ever wanted me to be against the world
That's why it's gonna be a really confusing day for me when you die
Yeah, I'll probably miss you then
Just like how I miss you now
I know on the day you die
Your death will solidify
That you're never gonna change
For me or for anyone
And until the day you die
I'll stay a freak in your eyes
Hate that I'm okay with that
Hate that I'm prepared for it
Hate that I've got action plans
Would it not be easier for both of us to talk about the elephant?
Come on man, just call me your daughter for the hell of it
I would go so far as to call all the past irrelevant
All I need is just one sign
I heard you call Twitter X
I've been trans for longer than that, and I still don't get respect
I travel home and it's just for my brother
Hope he turns out all right despite our shared father and mother
Everybody bites their tongue at the dinner table when I am there
And all I can see is everybody's mouth bleed
All of you are fake as fuck
Pop these hormones, end my bloodline, that's what's up
Fly out of the place where they don't give a fuck
And head back to the show
And head back to the stage where

I look into everybody's eyes
One by one, one at a time
And it makes me wanna cry
Because I've never felt a love exactly like this in my life
One by one, you save my life
You could say I saved your life
But don't treat me like I am special
I look into everybody's eyes
One by one, one at a time
And it makes me wanna cry
Because I've never felt a love exactly like this in my life
One by one, you save my life
Two by two, I get back up
Three by three, I make that
Four on the floor, everybody jump
Five by five is twenty-five
Six by six is thirty-six
You could say I saved your life
But don't treat me like I am special because you also saved mine
It goes both ways all the time

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

everybody's eyes

Yeah
Rock with me like a geologist
I am an anthro apologist, and I am not an anthropologist

I-I-I-I-I-I-If you spell friends like
"F-R-E-N-S," then I'll have to take a step back (Nope)
Slash four T's, yeah, I don't fuck with that (No!)
Slash S, yes, I'm serious, yes
But no, I am not pressed 'cause...
I am not a fruit juice squeezed freshly
Or a panini, you fail to anger or impress me
You text me, I answer truth and it's messy
Bite your nails about it, swallow Essie wessie
Your endgame is a tessie
I spit game with the besties
Yes please (yes please!)
I don't know what I wanna do about my testies, but I feel weird about my testies
They in my replies like I need essay
If you're hanging out with me, don't flex me
If my name is in your mouth, don't you spit it out, swallow that
Somebody mad 'cause they didn't get a follow back?

I got my moving shoes on
I'm gonna feel good tonight
This is the best day of my life
All right, tonight I'm
Dancin' on your grave
I feel disrespectful, but I'm dancin' on your grave (what?)
Devoid of the context, yeah, I know it looks depraved
So stop the rave
And listen up, motherfucker

What the fuck, motherfucker
Making teens do your dirty
Work for you like a coward
You are actually 30
That's not usually insult
But to you, it should be so
Heard your last album, big mistake
You felt nothing when you put it out, it was just a cash grab
I'd put money on it
'Cause you dropped it last year, but it was mostly singles from 2020 on it
But you did drop a couple truths
Like when you said you always lose
And when you said people wanna see you dead, well, that's true
I don't P-Q-R-T, I at you
And I'm still in this shit like a statue
And I'm stayin' on this shit like a tattoo
And I'm bored with the leaderboards, still don't know nobody else who need it more
Number one track score
I'm giving you every single thing you asked for
Aim for the jugular because I'm a bad sport
You thought that I would come to your resolution, but I caught you in 4K, I don't wanna backport
Back-backport backport-port backport back-backport backpo-po-po-po
Backport back-backport backport backport-port back-backort back-ba-ba-ba-ba

I got my moving shoes on
I'm gonna feel good tonight
This is the best day of my life
All right, tonight I'm
Dancin' on your grave (shimmy whimmy)
I feel disrespectful, but I'm dancin' on your grave
(Little spinny)
Devoid of the context, yeah, I know it looks depraved
But who am I to stop the rave, motherfucker?
My dancing shoes are on and I am fucking going upstairs neighbor on your grave (what?)
Fast moves make the floor shake (what?)
Footwork make the floor shake

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

dancing on your grave

(Okay!)

I don't give a fuck
Or a shit
What you want
I'm a whiny little bitch
Eat me up
I'm a cunt
I got money on my ass
Pose for cameras, make 'em flash
Do that dash
Like Jet the Hawk
Come on now, shut the fuck up, don't speak, don't talk
I don't give a fuck
Or a shit
What you need
I'm a stupid fucking bitch
Yes I am
Yes indeed
Might get funny on your ass
Make you crash
Take your passion, I know
Come on now, why you stand still, let's go, let's go

Ooh, oh the trash about to blow up (yeah)
I show these people how to love and you don't even show up (yeah)
Got everybody that you love obsessed with me, I don't bluff (yeah) (that's right)
He pin me to the counter and I cum fast like it's GoPuff (yeah) (what?)
Oh, no, is Frax about to crash out?
'Cause half my idols know my name and I can't even cash out
These days I cannot tell if I'm a lolcow or a cash cow
But either way I moo and I got all this beef to hash out
And we are Food House, our music is awesome
Oh my god, what the hell was that?
Somebody please call security
Wait, I cannot call security
(Oh fuck, oh shit, OK!)

I don't give a fuck
Or a shit
What you want
I'm a whiny little bitch
Eat me up, like a pudding cup
Money in my ass
Shit it out, eat it up, fucking nuts (eeew!)

Put a bong inside your mouth (what?)
Make you swallow all the smoke and then I
Smoke it out your ass like Human Centipede (gross)
I do not have time for the enemies or the frenemies generally
Like anemones, give 'em enemas, and adenomas
Huh, yeah, set 'em up
You are a cinema
I could watch you forenever
That's forever mixed with never
'Cause I don't know what I want
Hundred people in a crowd, they ask me what I want
Thousand people in a crowd, they ask me what I want
Ten people in a crowd, they still ask me what I want
Show up late to studio, they ask me what I'm on

(Stop!
Lets go, let's go, let's go, let's go-o-o-o-o-o let's go!
Go.)

Iridosyclitis (Interlinked.)
Scolioli-isis (Interlinked.)
Jolie-Olie custom grow (Interlinked.)
I stopped giving a fuck twenty fucks ago (true!) (Interlinked.)
Julian Casablancas

Walked into the doctors and they put me on Lexapro
I take a breath and get relaxed when my muscles fold
I take a breath and mix the hot shit with the pop shit, then we drop this
Watch this, I'm obnoxious, make you nauseous
And I'm toxic
Banned by OSHA
They're like "Oh shit"
From Wheeling to Kenosha
Double dose up till my cup runneth over like I'm CJ
And you know I got a CJ (Flick!)
I ate an entire chorizo sausage and woke up covered in sick
Holy fucking fuck, that body of yours is absurd, I wanna be smothered in dick (oh my god)
I'm breastfeeding on the game, yeah, I'm motherin' it
Corny, but I'm 'bout to pop, I come with butter and shit
Cornucopia, amblyopia

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk & Fraxiom Music
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

IDGAFOAS

SARAN PACK #FREETAYK (PROD. HELLASKETCHY)

DAT WAY #SANTANAWORLD (PROD. TEAMJACOB)

*Song credits go to Tay-K, 4jay, and Tay-K's manager*
*This song is not owned by me*

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