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Monsters In My Head

Monsters In My Head (Acoustic)

Joe Billionaire's latest project "Are You Fasho?" isn't just another album , it's a masterclass in evolution while staying true to your roots. Dropping his fourth studio album under Big Swim Records, Billionaire proves why he's been a force in the game since his early Swim Tapes days.

The 16-track project hits different from the jump. Opening with "Im Not Fasho ,"  Billionaire immediately establishes that the mood of the album of top while he's keeping that signature underwater sound that put him on the map, everything's been turned up to the max all mixed and masterd by himself creating an immersive sonic experience that feels like swimming through speakers.

What immediately stands out is how Billionaire approaches each beat. His flow has always been liquid, but on "Are You Fasho?" he's found new pockets that showcase his technical growth. On tracks like "Ocean Floor" and "Swim Team Captain," he's literally dancing between 808s, showing off a versatility that pays homage to his earlier work while pushing into uncharted waters.

The album really a masterclass in evolution – showing how to level up in every area while keeping your core intact. From them video shoot days to high fashion front rows to CEO moves, Joe proving you can grow without changing who you are. Every track adding another layer to the story, from them industry insights to them designer references to them street perspectives.


The beat selection on this project deserves its own paragraph. While maintaining that distinctive "Swim Tapes" sound – characterized by aqueous synths and submerged samples – the production has evolved into something more complex. Songs like " Minimum Wage " and " Honey Bun " feature those signature wavy melodies but with added layers of instrumentation that create a fuller, more mature sound. The drums hit harder, the bass runs deeper, and the overall mix creates an atmosphere that's both familiar and fresh.

What's particularly impressive is how seamlessly the album flows from track to track. Each song feels like a different current in the same ocean, creating a cohesive listening experience that rewards fans from front to back. The transitions between tracks are practically invisible, making "Are You Fasho?" feel less like a collection of songs and more like one continuous wave of music.
For those who don't know, Joe's been behind the scenes moving major pieces since day one. Before he was flooding the streets with his own heat, he was the man behind the lens for Young Thug and Lil Keed during the legendary Swim Tapes era. On "Rockstar Livin (Free Slime)," he opens up about them days, dropping memories of video shoots and studio sessions while paying homage to his locked-up brothers. 

Joe Billionaire's cadence and delivery have never been sharper. On standout tracks like "Critical Health" and "Million Dolllar Bitch," he demonstrates why he's considered one of the most technically gifted artists in the game. His ability to switch flows mid-verse while maintaining that gritty street edge has become something of a signature, and it's on full display throughout this project.


The album's production quality is pristine, with each element sitting perfectly in the mix. The low-end frequencies hit with impact without overwhelming the intricate melody lines, while Billionaire's vocals cut through with clarity while still feeling perfectly integrated with the instrumentals.

"Are You Fasho?" is available now across all major streaming platforms, including:
- Spotify
- Apple Music
- TIDAL
- Amazon Music
- YouTube Music
- Soundcloud
- Deezer
- Pandora
- AudioMack

For day-one fans who've been riding with Joe Billionaire since the original Swim Tapes, this album feels like a victory lap. For new listeners, it's an perfect entry point into his catalog. The project proves that an artist can evolve their sound while keeping their core identity intact – something many attempt but few achieve with this level of success.

Are You Fasho ?

The Man

Whos disguised as a liar?
You’d forgotten where you roamed

Cherry blossoms headed down the road to meet a vampire
Praying on the flesh of meeker bones

She said why?why Do you devise these plans?
Name a greater question, to survive

You’ve met a place you’re destined to arrive

The interstate will get you to the line
You’ll be fine, this happened last year

They took you home and pieced apart and measured up
We’re alive because your fear was overlooked

There’s a message
In the bathroom Past the hallway in the building down the hill on the right, you didn’t read it, saw the name it just inscribed another person, we were wild, young, perverted, it made me smile, 
But she was more concerned with the hate inside
You know we’re not all perfect

Vampire v3 (prod. farber)

Seen the ghost of my daughter nobody’s told me of an abortion
Once i nutted in the shower second it slipped in her mommas pussy
Couldn’t have get it out her 
The layman, the selling bookie
I ain’t claim it when she whoop me
Killing the child, mother of death,
My hearts in her world, what should have became. My love never left, your curses in vain. If then i had wept, what could have began?

Was I not the greatest boy? I was ashamed before, all the fame destroyed me. Was it the others word? Girls at work? Was it something I deserted?

I was staring at my phone. Never hurt you.
But you knew you needed more never affirmed you, i was running to my flaws in what i burned through. Nonsense, utter nonsense, fucking gossip, 
Way he prospers when hes hollow
Indoctrinates the sovereign
They call the kid obnoxious
Still addicted to the toxins

Chop chop chop on the locks
God gone put my fucking opps in a box
I ain’t ever gotta stop I just watch
When these fingers on the clock hit the dot
you happen catch me At the spot
Skipping rocks
I been wishing to this thot for a bop
Swiping left right on this cop bout got me shot 

Devil denying the allegations
Steady slipping in words of retaliation
Ain’t mentioning the gals sedation
But the sounds had made it
All the pals in danger
To the crowds amazement
Trapped in a roman colosseum
Games changed all the persons all the same

What if the illest just the realest all these motherfuckers chilling in their hearts and in the cieling theres some trapdoors, spiders crawling out the floor,
Theres a lil germ box called a fucking drawer

Toxins v2 (prod. gxm)

Said your still down and you never gon leave me
I been southeast and they had to 1 ring me
Puffin on green still proud to just be here
Where your other enemy be?

I said I saw your 1 crown it be sitting up reaching
Way below clouds with the height of mount eerie
Like my own sound im my own best interest
Squadded round town with my own 2 ears full

I need more than one Bison, no one look like us yea yea

Spend a summer out biking. I might cop me one time peace

It ain’t gonna take lightyears, we be moving fast time does

You said it, you’d be my home


Looking all round like you like me I sent shit, doubted my power
I was slicing, my skin thick
Neverland tower lost boys could hear a pin prick
Shooting up bowels ain’t moved since our shins did
Leave me all out I don’t want in on the shindig

Leave me alone, i been doing drugs so the feeling is gone
Never thought Id be so fucking ready to die
Imma step in the light
Imma keep it quite until i tell you tonight

Better leave me with a rear tow
Follow me i feel ya
Girl i ain’t gonna steal ya
You gon leave on your own

I ain’t gonna fuck you when you been on patrone
Really think my father just the reaper of souls
I said ari gatto he sent me on the road

Reaper Remix (prod. Polaroid)

This song was relatively easy to create, no special challenge, but I wanted to try it out,how fast you could produce a mass product.

Dancing in the Rain *Free Download*

Do you ever think about a soulmate?

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RACECAR

RACECAR (prod. 999ines)

Heart Of Glass

Latin & Afro House Mix, 123 - 127 BPM, tanzbar

Pura Vibra - 10/24

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This concept album follows intergalactic badass Duke Blaster as he vaporizes his way across the cosmos — flexing through laser fights, heartbreak, zero-gravity workouts, and one painfully awkward alien booty call. It’s like if Streets of Rage, Doom, and Flash Gordon had a lovechild raised on protein powder and VHS tapes.

From "Laser Pecs & Rocket Reps" to the emotional power ballad with lasers "I Left My Ex on Planet Vex", and the grand finale "Credits Roll: Peace Through Overkill", this 11-track journey is drenched in satire, stacked with riffs, and powered by enough synth to melt a wormhole.

So if you like your music loud, neon-drenched, and just barely emotionally stable, welcome aboard.
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