https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/sets/generational-wealth-weather
https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/sets/money-money-money-whatever

"Prep Maxxing" is the debut album of virtual artist Preppy Gxd Steven. Steven Ace Acres was born into immense wealth in Manhattan, New York and his airy confident music radiates high class vibes. His generational wealth comes originates from his family owning a historic candy company which allowed them to branch into many industries. He abhors dirt, waiting, over complicated loud fashion, and being doubted above all else. Steven has a top tier Ivy League education, is a member of many prestigious clubs, and is never afraid to speak his mind. No door before him is closed and his wealthy entourage believes him to be the true main character. He lives his life surrounded by supportive family, adoring friends, starstruck fans, multiple homes, and untold luxury. At age 17 Steven started several online businesses which he sold and has now "retired". Braggadocious doesn't even begin to describe his lyrics and Steven Acres plans to use his silver spoon to carve out a place in the Hip-hop and Pop music scenes. He is a pioneer of the emerging genre known as PreppyCore or CleanCore and believes a simple well put together look beats all other fits. Steven is well equipped for any life challenge and his financial freedom allows him to live his days in creative mode. He has turned down the long anticipated request from his father to take control of lucrative tech company his family owns, and is seeking his true purpose. In the meantime Preppy Gxd Steven intends to make a party out of the easy journey and look fucking amazing while doing it.

Prep Maxxing

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlie%27s_Angels

Preppy Gxd Steven - Can't Dance, Still Do the Shit

(Yeah)
(Yeah, imma need like three changes of clothes on a light day)
(Yeah)

(Chorus)
Ayy, I'm preppy and I can't dance but I still do the shit 
I rubber ban to the bank, joined at the hip
My skin is fresh, my hair and smell is clean 
My body is fitted out in preppy shit
White socks past the ankle, I pray, I stay thankful 
Golfing on weekends getting cream with the the gang, that's a crop circle
Clean girl aesthetic only, you're my angels (Charlie's Angels)
I stay collecting cardigans and comfortable sweaters, I can't really dance, I can't tango
I still dance though (still dance though)
I'm preppy Gxd Steven, snap my angles

(Verse 1)
Can't dance but still do the shit
Hot box before I dress to go out to defume the hits
Dry clean fresh, bright colors, like french tips
Shades on my nose, carefree pose, HEYDUDE shoes on my sole (on my sole)
Preppy God right here you've been told
I never fold, visit my backyard party I have a bar in my home
The only person who could top my prep level would be a clean clone
Never a blemish on my cheek or dust on my coat
If the function is rough and dirty I don't go
If the function is rough and dirty I don't go 
I wear boat shoes even when not on my boat
Me and the guys have been popular since middle school football (Thanks coach)
My clout never falling off 
The idea makes me scoff (Yeah)
Puffing on my corn pipe, gas too clean to even cough
Preppy as hell, clean streak, dropping hits
Preppy God too clean, Steven can't miss
I choose the prep life forever, simple fashion, laid back, cool, crisp
(Crisp crisp)
I choose the preppy shit
(Prep prep bitch)
(Prep prep bitch)
(Prep prep bitch)

(Chorus)
I'm preppy and I can't dance but I still do the shit 
I rubber band to the bank, joined at the hip
My skin is fresh, my hair and smell is clean 
My body is fitted out in preppy shit
White socks past the ankle, I pray, I stay thankful 
(Golf, golf) Golfing on weekends getting cream with the the gang, that's a crop circle
Clean girl aesthetic only, you're my angels (Charlie's Angels)
I stay collecting cardigans and comfortable sweaters, I can't really dance, I can't tango
I still dance though (still dance though)
I'm preppy God Steven, snap my angles

(Verse 2)
My bars squeaky clean let it dawn on you I'm soaping through 
Never made cash from crime but if I did it would be laundry too
Barely ever wear the same fits, hey that's dry clean only boo
Ironed all my khakis with a crease, my clean style is old news
I'm a problem on this mic, come up and get washed too
Started a couple successful businesses from home, that's a tax cruise!
Every sock of mine is white like snow they slip into my boat shoes
Never needed a tank of sharks to help fund my moves, my dad taught me how to move
Sportin shirts with a collar or crew neck, I'm flushed with dollars
She say she cries cuz my fits too clean, baby shower
Never edgy only straight laced but my tracks still devour
Tied my sweater around my waist, that's model hour (model hour)
Stress free like I eat on gold plates 
Barely through my twenties and I'm retired

Can't Dance, Still Do the Shit

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmen_Sandiego
https://www.destinypedia.com/Vault_of_Glass_(raid)

Preppy Gxd Steven - No More Money Bags Lyrics:

(Chorus)
No more Money bags! 
I keep my cash in vaults of glass
Ancient rugs under my feet that's a tremendous bag
Country club memberships (whoo whoo) mind the gap
Collecting historic pieces like I'm Carmen San Diego (San Diego)
Famous Paintings in my hallway are the real thing, no gas
I'm Preppy God Steven born into family wealth, miss me with cash
(No more Money bags!)
(bag, bag, bag)

(Verse 1)
No physical cash in my bitcoin garden (Ugh)
My money bags mean my jokes attract the Harley's (whoo)
Preppy as fuck (whoo) 
love an all white party
Invited her back to my castle, lowered the bridge across my mote
Gold bar bench pressing and globe traveling too
Hype to have the family companies change hands
My programming skill is too advanced
A.I minds curate my life and Preppy brand
Seagull doors on my car, not just fast, it flew (whoo)
Not much space in the booth (whoo) with my lunch money stacked to the roof
Dad says I'm the cream of the crop, 
My money bags live forever online, I don’t lose
I’m Forbes list’s top spot, when in boat shoes
Didn't even want to flex today, this a slight view

(Chorus)
No more Money bags! (Bags!)
I keep my cash in vaults of glass
Ancient rugs under my feet that's a tremendous bag
Country club memberships (whoo whoo) mind the gap
Collecting historic pieces like I'm Carmen San Diego (San Diego)
Famous Paintings in my hallway are the real thing, no gas
I'm Preppy God Steven born into family wealth, miss me with cash
(No more Money bags!)
(yay, yay, yay)

(Verse 2)
Only have one girlfriend and a few model hoes
Nancy is my future wife, the others wax my wealthy pole (whoo)
Clean fits on me daily, no skin blemish to pop that's sinful
Love to take my Yacht out for a walk
She needs to stretch her legs, sometimes we talk (Boat life!)
22 years old, fresh never froze, I own a ton of farms
My parents crib has its own lake and private road like a park
Had a tutor from the start
(She vacationed with us when I could barely walk)
I’m Ivy League School stock and sprouted up like a stalk
Keep my money in crypto, them tokens bark
Fine like aged wine, our cellar has 300 year old bottles in stock
Told my personal chef I want to dish some beats, that's À la carte
Caviar on my plate, shoe skin snake, leveling up like Dad
I'm a fucking boss
No More Money Bags!
(Yeah it’s Preppy God, I been up, I don't even try to count it anymore)
(My time is getting too valuable)

(Chorus)
No more Money bags! 
I keep my cash in vaults of glass
Ancient rugs under my feet that's a tremendous bag
Country club memberships, mind the gap
Collecting Historic pieces like I'm Carmen San Diego (San Diego)
Famous Paintings in my hallway are the real thing, no gas
I'm Preppy God Steven born into family wealth, miss me with cash
(No more Money bags!)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

No More Money Bag$!

https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/digit-destined-2?in=optimal-reach/sets/money-money-money-whatever

Preppy Gxd Steven - Digit Destined (Money Monster Version) Lyrics:

(Chorus)
I'm a chosen one guess I'm digit Destined?
I never touched a one dollar bill, my hands stay clean and healthy
Born top shelf, the view is different up here, my life is milky
I have a trust fund, you can trust the funds are stacked and its just begun
Preppy Steven got the plaques and my pedigree is sweet and classic like bubblegum
If I ever lose my silver spoon I'll get my parents to fetch a new one
No more money bags, Don't keep my money in cash, that's the old way son
(that's the old way son)

(Verse 1)
I don't drive my own cars, we're so high up only we can raise the bar
I have a team of lawyers that crushed the bar, Living my life no holes barred
Nothing is off limits to me, when I'm spitting that's the only time I'm behind bars
High tech cars, some prototype, others could be from mars
Destined to be wealthy, digit destined my soul sparks
I have three houses, and lot's of property so where the fuck do I even park?

(Verse 2)
I'm always relaxed, everyday is a walk in the park
Got money like Bruce Wayne, but I'm fly and untouchable like Clark
Designer handbags are gifted to me from celebrity stars
Flipped em online to unbox more collectible trading cards
I'm a kid at heart, too smart, I know how to have fun and market
Never had a shopping trip to the market, my assistant just calls me on Face time and I start talking
Haters go ahead and start walking, sobbing, barking
Always on the lookout for my next play I'm hawking
Collecting art pieces like chocolates, My garb is divine, shoes off on my carpet
My least bad girl is still a dime, you wish you two were talking
Sun tanning on my Yacht, bikini wearing babes are flocking
They all gave their digits, it was destined, we're Prep maxing, mobbing
(Prep maxing, mobbing)

(Chorus)
I'm a chosen one guess I'm digit Destined?
I never touched a one dollar bill, my hands stay clean and healthy
Born top shelf, the view is different up here, my life is milky
I have a trust fund, you can trust the funds are stacked and its just begun
Preppy Steven got the plaques and my pedigree is sweet and classic like bubblegum
If I ever lose my silver spoon I'll get my parents to fetch a new one
No more money bags, Don't keep my money in cash, that's the old way son
(that's the old way son)

(Verse 3) 
My bedtime stories are lists of companies we bought in
The thread count of my sheets, you'd need a quantum computer to count them
I'm straight edged like a crease, but my body guards will get the pounding
From one minute to the next my digits are towering
I was born on the family estate, covered in flowerbeds
Digital crypto King, money dripping off me like a shower head
Invested in the digital dogs early on, now they're well fed
If I never made another coin I would be wealthy until I'm dead
She has to be a Mid journey pretty model to even turn my head
Invited a couple of models to go treasure hunting with me in my bed
They wanted to get nautical So I kept my boat shoes on in bed

(Verse 3)
Water bed, Wet jet, hot sex, business Cred, I'm majoring in life and I stay getting head
I stay ahead, my bank accounts getting fed
Preppy outfits adorn me, threads white like Keds
Living my life on creative Mode, move around big head
My Dad pops anti aging pills and now he could be my brother
My talent is growing still, I'm about to transform
I'm Digit Destined, this isn't even my final form
My blood is rich, wealthy and lit, knew it the moment I was born
I'm Digit Destined!

(Chorus)

(Yeah, yeahh I'm tired of this one lets get a new color, you know what lets just buy it in every color)
(Money brrrr bitch)

Digit Destined (Money Monster Version)

https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/digit-destined-2?in=optimal-reach/sets/money-money-money-whatever

Preppy Gxd Steven - Digit Destined Lyrics:

(Chorus)
I'm a chosen one guess I'm digit Destined?
never touched a one dollar bill, my hands stay clean and healthy
Born top shelf, the view is different up here, my life is milky
I have a trust fund, trust the funds are stacked and its just begun
Preppy Steven got the plaques and my pedigree is sweet and classic like bubblegum
If I ever lose my silver spoon I'll get my parents to fetch a new one
No more money bags, Don't keep my money in cash, that's the old way son
(that's the old way son)
(that's the old way son)
(that's the old way son)

(Verse 1)
Don't drive my own cars, 
We're so high up only we can raise the bar
I have a team of lawyers that crushed the bar, 
Living my life no holes barred
Nothing is off limits to me, when I'm spitting that’s the only time I touch bars
High tech cars, some prototype, others on mars (mars)
Destined to be wealthy, digit destined my soul sparks
Dozens of homes and properties, where do I even park?
Always relaxed, everyday is a walk in the park
Money like Bruce Wayne, but I'm fly and untouchable like Clark
Designer handbags gifted to me from celebrity stars
Flipped em online to unbox more collectible trading cards
Kid at heart, just too smart, I know how to have fun and market
Never had a shopping trip to the market?
Assistants call me up on Face time and I start talking
Haters go ahead and start walking, sobbing, barking
Always on the lookout for my next play I'm Hawking
Collecting art pieces like chocolates, 
My garb is divine, shoes off on my carpet
My least bad girl is still a dime, you wish you two were talking
Sun tanning on my Yacht, bikini wearing babes are flocking
They all gave their digits, it was destined, we're Prep maxing, mobbing
(Prep maxing, mobbing)

(Chorus)
I'm a chosen one guess I'm digit Destined?
Never touched a one dollar bill, my hands stay clean and healthy
Born top shelf, the view is different up here, my life is milky
I have a trust fund, trust the funds are stacked and its just begun
Preppy Steven got the plaques and my pedigree is sweet and classic like bubblegum
If I ever lose my silver spoon I'll get my parents to fetch a new one
No more money bags, Don't keep my money in cash, that's the old way son
(that's the old way son)

(Verse 2) 
My bedtime stories are lists of companies we bought in
The thread count of my sheets?
You'd need a quantum computer to count them
I’m straight edged like a crease, but my body guards will get the pounding
From one moment to the next my digits are towering
I was born on the family estate, covered in flowerbeds
Digital crypto king, money dripping off me like a shower head
Invested in the digital dogs early on, now they're well fed
If I never made another coin I would be wealthy past dead
Only Midjourney pretty models can turn my head
Invited a couple Barbies to go treasure hunting with me in my bed
They wanted to get nautical, So I kept my boat shoes on in bed

(Verse 3)
Water bed, Wet jet, hot sex, and too much business cred, 
I'm majoring in life and I stay getting head
Always ahead, my bank accounts getting fed
Preppy outfits adorn me, threads white like Keds
Living my life on creative Mode, oh move around big head
My Dad pops anti aging pills and now he could be my brother
My talent is piling wealth and dodging normie troubles
I'm Digit Destined, and this isn't even my final form
Generational wealth is bloody lit, knew it the moment I was born
I'm Digit Destined!

(I'm tired of this one lets get a new color)
(You know what lets just buy it in every color)
(Money BRRRR  bitch)

Digit Destined

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1636826/
https://www.thefinals.wiki/wiki/Main_Page
https://deathnote.fandom.com/wiki/Light_Yagami

Preppy Gxd Steven - Both Sides Lyrics:

(Money? I don't know I'm too rich for adlibs)

(Chorus)
Both sides are my best side
Snap my angles, flick, flick, flick
Been in high regard forever, been an angel
Devil's cake, we ate it up, I've been wealthy before pampers
I know my body, I know my angles welcome to my party
Admire my jaw, my moisturized legs and ankles
Model man status, photographers always rushing to get my angles
I give them one or two poses them leave em tangled
Knots in my left pocket, could purchase a tug boat, pills, jewels

(Verse 1)
Do I party? well they say Steven reinvented shit!
The roof of my house goes up for many stories, adjust your neck bitch
Never seen a keg I can't stand on, never seen dance I don't try on
Preppy parties always, country club mints in my coat pocket
We have sights to see, broken rules in my pocket
A petting zoo on my 100 year old rug
Exotic animals, to appease these model doves
Fireworks at every function that's just fun stuff
Celebrities coming through, some not even invited
Gobbled up some shrooms, no cap I was bugging out
Crawled down on my tummy started coloring for a while
Project X type vibes Gen Z party
We let the old heads come in because our parents and mentors guided us here
I'm at hella auctions, my car collection out of pocket
I know a guy, who knows a guy, whose neighbors with a guy who has launched a space rocket
Wealthy doesn't even begin to describe it, for a while I tried to disguise it
Both sides, both sides are my best side (owww)

(Verse 2)
Snap my angles and get em right
I keep my own photographer on deck who knows my light
I can't be touched, too fast, in THE FINALS I play Light
Smarter than my opponents combined Yagami Light
Winning forever and then some
Rich until death and then some
I like to get super duper high
Even when I crash I'm never on the ground
Every photo of me looks A.I generated, too clean now
Preppy Gxd, got my collared shirt enchanted, repels dirt now
Avoiding all mess and muck I don't play that shit
Don't hand me things, I'll have someone look through it

(Chorus)
Both sides are my best side
Snap my angles, flick, flick, flick
Been in high regard forever, been an angel
Devil's cake, we ate it up, I've been wealthy before pampers
I know my body, I know my angles welcome to my party
Admire my jaw, my moisturized legs and ankles
Model man status photographers always rushing to get my angles
I give them one or two poses them leave em tangled
Knots in my left pocket, could purchase a tug boat, pills, jewels
(Both Sides)

Both Sides

Preppy Gxd Steven - Fancy Nancy (Private Racks Version) Lyrics:

(Chorus)
She's so fancy that's my babe, her name is Nancy (Nancy)
I keep her flush with luxury and racks, my money is romantic 
She's my future wife yet we're already eating cake together and dancing 
Private school heartthrobs, we dress preppy together, our socks pass the ankles
Fancy things, diamond rings, furs and minks 
The entire world I would shrink for my Nancy
My "Fi-nancy"
(Fancy, fancy, fancy)
(Nancy)

(Verse 1)
Baby I hate to put you on the spot but look around
We're elite lovers on top
Born into luxurious wealth from the very start
Given the best of things, so we deserve each other
Would sell all my fine things to be Nancy blessed
Your heart knows mine, you make cents 
Money falls but we never do that's the rule
Nancy I love you, and want to spend all my days with you
You laugh at my memes and we chase the most exotic foods
Never afraid to be you
You adore shopping like I do
Lets close down the mall for shoes (shoes)
Our future is rock solid, racks are the glue 
Both from old money families, nothing is really new
You and I are a dynasty, you're my jewel (my jewel)
You're so pretty, so fancy!
My Nancyyyyyy
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(Chorus)
She-she's so fancy that's my babe, her name is Nancy (Nancy)
I keep her flush with luxury and racks, my money is romantic 
She's my future wife yet we're already eating cake together and dancing 
Private school heartthrobs, we dress preppy together, our socks pass the ankles
Fancy things, diamond rings, furs and minks 
The entire world I would shrink for my Nancy
My "Fi-nancy"
(Fancy)

(Verse 2)
We will grow more than we already have
Our businesses will bloom and flower our walking paths
We’re the one percent so our memories are worth it
Celebrities at every bash, cryptocurrency over cash
Monster mansions, vintage homes with good bones from the past
It's tougher to spoil you than other girls but I'm still ahead
Bought Every necklace for your neck, 
Personal designers so every fit is snatched
Despicable wealth, excess, and lovely rich sex
Every other woman is just a fish
We met in private school, easy street for the rest
Whatever else we want my wealth can fetch
You're my best catch (Nancy)
Bless, bless, bless

(Buy you the world and never look back)
(damn, so fancy)
(Nancy)
(Fancy, fancy, fancy, fancy, fancy)
(Buy you the world and never look back)
(damn, so fancy)

Fancy Nancy (Private Racks Version)

https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/night-walker?in=optimal-reach/sets/polar-bear
https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/sets/sonnet-the-woman
https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/sets/marrow-call

Maleena Cassius - Trauma Wink Lyrics:

(Chorus)
So lonely I may just give up 
My hope is radiated razor dust
Romance shatters due to my dark trauma and lust
Stop invading my dreams, Mom you’re serpentine to me
May you and I never make up
(Maybe I'll never wake up?)

(Verse 1)
Mother is my opposition so I keep my spider eyes shut
Melony stalks me in my sleep
In waking life our relationship is cut
I regret sharing your hyena blood
You say you want to repair
Honestly I’m too paranoid and scared
Beneath my pillow I keep finding your curly hairs
Your power is wicked, the dream world is your lair
No matter the distance you astral project here
The presence of your coyote shade amps my fear
Lucid dream escapes are morphed into ghastly terrors
The gifts you send, I always burn them

(Verse 2)
I know your raven watches my home
Your secret words are turning me to stone
The polar chill has infested my bones
I can’t bear the weight of anything
Mom I feel so fucking alone
Whatever you whispered to dad turned him into a drone
Now both of you are unknowns
Amir is the only one I trust
I fear I’ll die when brother is gone
Not a soul believes the things you’ve done
Is this my life?
You blessed me with a cursed one
I cry at night and owls gift me their songs

(Chorus)
So lonely I may just give up 
My hope is radiated razor dust
Romance shatters due to my dark trauma and lust
Stop invading my dreams, Mom you’re serpentine to me
May you and I never make up
(Maybe I'll never wake up?)

Trauma Wink

https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/night-walker?in=optimal-reach/sets/polar-bear
https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/sets/sonnet-the-woman
https://soundcloud.com/optimal-reach/sets/marrow-call

Maleena Cassius - Trauma Wink Lyrics:

(Chorus)
So lonely I may just give up 
My hope is radiated razor dust
Romance shatters due to my dark trauma and lust
Stop invading my dreams, Mom you’re serpentine to me
May you and I never make up
(Maybe I'll never wake up?)

(Verse 1)
Mother is my opposition so I keep my spider eyes shut
Melony stalks me in my sleep
In waking life our relationship is cut
I regret sharing your hyena blood
You say you want to repair
Honestly I’m too paranoid and scared
Beneath my pillow I keep finding your curly hairs
Your power is wicked, the dream world is your lair
No matter the distance you astral project here
The presence of your coyote shade amps my fear
Lucid dream escapes are morphed into ghastly terrors
The gifts you send, I always burn them

(Verse 2)
I know your raven watches my home
Your secret words are turning me to stone
The polar chill has infested my bones
I can’t bear the weight of anything
Mom I feel so fucking alone
Whatever you whispered to dad turned him into a drone
Now both of you are unknowns
Amir is the only one I trust
I fear I’ll die when brother is gone
Not a soul believes the things you’ve done
Is this my life?
You blessed me with a cursed one
I cry at night and owls gift me their songs

(Chorus)
So lonely I may just give up 
My hope is radiated razor dust
Romance shatters due to my dark trauma and lust
Stop invading my dreams, Mom you’re serpentine to me
May you and I never wake up
(Maybe I'll never wake up?)

So lonely I may just give up 
My hope is radiated razor dust
Romance shatters due to my dark trauma and lust
(Lust)

Trauma Wink (Terrorful Version)

https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/its-over-9000
https://dragonballuniverse.fandom.com/wiki/Ultra_Instinct
https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Force_spirit
https://bleachnewsouls.fandom.com/wiki/Zanpakut%C5%8D

Preppy Gxd Steven - Clouted, Doubt It Lyrics:

(Yeah, I'm clouted)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Chorus)
Few on Earth are richer than me, but I'm the preppiest boy!
Clout surrounds me, my aura is 9,000 or more
Insect wings on my whip, those are butterfly away doors 
Clouted, about it, if there is a problem I have my tech bro's reroute it
I'm Clouted, clouted, clouted
Is your cardigan made of golden sheep fleece? 
I doubt it
(yep, yep)
(I really fucking doubt that shit)

(Verse 1) 
What doesn't mean to be clouted?
Is it that the money is sky scraper buff or an air that surrounds me?
Fuck a switch I keep a Bankai on me
My power level too high, my spirit pressure is clouty 
My chi is towering, my essence is flowering 
My haters are broke their bank accounts souring
Not a fighter but I have wealthy instincts
Dodging life's troubles like ultra instinct 
My boo Nancy’s ass is fat, her cheeks are on fleece 
I fuck hella models, their faces are unique 
Her bone structure is hot, from head to her arched feet
Started my life with old money wealth, that's wagu beef
Bengals and charms, a Hellcat on my arm
Hoes want this rich dick, they’re sweating 
My clout getting heavy
Nostalgic old money, after the candy like Ed, Edd n Eddy
I'm dripping in waves nobody could tread me
Clouded to infinity, aged cheese 
Generational money so only wants and never needs

(Chorus)
Few on Earth are richer than me, but I'm the preppiest boy!
Clout surrounds me, my aura is 9,000 or more
Insect wings on my whip, those are butterfly away doors 
Clouted, about it, if there is a problem I have my tech bro's reroute it
I'm Clouted, Clouted, clouted
Is your cardigan made of golden sheep fleece? 
I doubt it
(Doubt, doubt)
(I really fucking doubt that shit)

(Verse 2)
(Yo, yeah)
I'm clouty, I'm Clouted, read all about it
The champagne is popping
Her back and ass are wobbling
She threw a circle on the table 
and had me hooting and hollering 
Slobbering, slobbering, handkerchief for my mouth I'm styling (styling, styling)

(Verse 3)
Ascot on my neck, shades up on my head, preppy dressed forever like Fred
My mystery machine is the money counter under my bed
I put in a hundred and a thousand pops out instead
Money glitch on my wealth, always two steps ahead
Made my money online fuck what a hater said, I'm well fed
Smooth like Avocado on toast, millennial shit
I've got vintage clout like a Force Ghost or Luke instead 
I'm clouted forever and among the stars, Interstellar ship 

(Yeah yeah, we prep maxing in this bitch)
(Generational wealth, fucking sick)
(Yeah yeah, we prep maxing in this bitch)
(Generational wealth, fucking sick)
(Whoo)

(Chorus)
Few on Earth are richer than me, but I'm the preppiest boy!
Clout surrounds me, my aura is 9,000 or more
Insect wings on my whip, those are butterfly away doors (Whoo)
Clouted, about it, if there is a problem I have my tech bro's reroute it
I'm Clouted, Clouted, clouted
Is your cardigan made of golden sheep fleece? 
I doubt it
(I really fucking doubt that shit)

Clouted, Doubt It

Preppy Gxd Steven - Gold is Soft BTW Lyrics:

(Chorus)
Can't kick it with that boy
He probably thinks gold is hard
I never ever had a hard life, why lie? Why lie? I never asked the cost
My wealth is foundational, it's elemental gold, I'm linked up too
Can't network with an employee, it's always straight to the boss
Cover my ass in luxurious threads,  I'm an undercover boss
Can't spend my time with a normal who doesn't know gold is soft (gold is soft)
Can't spend my time with a normal who doesn't know gold is soft

(Verse 1)
My haters are fucking normal, but my wealth makes me super (super)
When I cop a new whip you know that shit super! (super duper)
Life's a bitch? Well with generational wealth, her problems, I juked them
Hands of South Sea pearls? I've scooped them
Never waiting in line?  My family's name basically speeds up time
Always ahead, cream of the crop wearing a sweater vest
My preppy life keeps me auto check fed
Front page models slip and slide on my bed, they beg to gimme head! 
Never fawn over these famous hoes
Your boy ran through a hundred of those
If I reach out either money or women are drawn to my hand 
(make em both dance)
Trust fund is getting too fat I think I need to waste more bands (waist bands)
I think I need to waste more bands

(Chorus)
Can't kick it with that boy 
He probably thinks gold is hard 
I never ever had a hard life, why lie? Why lie? I never asked the cost
My wealth is foundational, it's elemental gold, I'm linked up too
Can't network with an employee, it's always straight to the boss
Cover my ass in luxurious threads,  I'm an undercover boss
Can't spend my time with a normal who doesn't know gold is soft (gold is soft)
Can't spend my time with a normal who doesn't know gold is soft
(Gold is soft by the way)

(Verse 2)
Never touching cash again 
rather blockchain or go back to gold bars again
Steven always been a hot ting
At birth paparazzi wanted to snap me before I had a clue
Every house of mine is a mansion, I could play real life Clue
Your money is low, it's short, your cash flow is stuffed too
I'm the golden boy, wealthy heir, never falling off you can trust (trust)
My haters never seen a gold bar let alone wrote one
Pure gold is unknown to them, it's soft not hard son
Only rubbing elbows with those who command a room
Don't speak on my preppy aesthetic if you don't step in custom made shoes
Money glitch on my wealth, my life is easy and soft like gold flakes too

(Just a little nugget for you there)
(Just a gem I picked up, bitch)

Gold is Soft BTW

Preppy Gxd Steven - Shiny Vibes Lyrics:

(Money don't even touch my hands anymore)
(Don't ever hand me shit)
(You can give me my flowers though)

(Chorus) 
Shiny jewel vibes that's what we on
Grandfather clocks in my mansion space, wealth old timey
My money can undo any problem just press rewind
I'm rare, expensive, and unique, shiny jewelry vibes
Preppy down to the socks that's hot hot hot, charred vibes
(Hot hot hot)
Shiny vibes that's what we on 
Boat shoes for my toes to breeze on 
(Shiny like the chosen one)

(Verse 1)
I haven't heard of you but you've heard of me
Seen me on the cover of a magazine 
Never a blemish on my fucking face, I keep a clean beak
Women march after me to get paid and laid
Had them form a line, find me diving in the creases
Dad is my best friend because he's soaking in bands
Knew he could game the system and boy was he advanced
(Thanks dad!)
Even when I fail normies eat it up and turn it into a romance
Pop's money is long as fuck he could use it as a lance 
I cut on the floor at parties, that’s a preppy prance
Every move I make is a spectacular play
Only an A.I could divide up more pies then me
People want autographs from guys that work for me
I'm the real Mccoy, exotic, and shiny
(Shiny)

(Verse 2)
My drugs are preppy, straight edged, and uncut
The scene is my party and we’re turning it up
Everything in my wake is lux
Everything in my wake is lux
My plug is a millionaire too and he hands me golden nugs
Thanks bud that's pressure, some really one percent stuff
This preppy pack is frosty snow and it's folding me up
My cardigan is causing a fright, it's just too soft, too light
Comfortable threads hug me just like my mum does
Shiny dreams in my head and when I awake I hire someone to create the stuff
Manifesting my reality or is the family money just buff? 
(who gives a fuck?)
I shop non stop and only pause to write a new banger 
The only time I lift a finger to work it's to pen a zinger
Shiny jewels on my neck and my pinky ring is the weight of anchors
(Shiny shiny)

(Chorus) 
Shiny jewel vibes that's what we on
Grandfather clocks in my mansion space, wealth old timey
My money can undo any problem just press rewind
I'm rare, expensive, and unique, shiny jewelry vibes
Preppy down to the socks that's hot hot hot, charred vibes
(Hot hot hot)
Shiny vibes that's what we on 
Boat shoes for my toes to breeze 
(Shiny like the chosen one)
(Shiny, shiny, shiny, shiny)

Shiny Vibes

Preppy Gxd Steven - They MAD, I'm RICH!!! Lyrics:

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy)

(Verse 1)
Okay, P,B,& J
Okay, that's cream, that's mayonnaise
Spamming my bank accounts 
Now these canned hoes want to meet
I relish on these luxury tracks, finding new ways to say I'm paid and elite
Say I built it from the bottom, but with mile high stones beneath
Yo, I came from nothing
My parents were generous, 
They gave me some seed money to start my first tech company
A six figure loan for me in my high school buddies
We were really grinding for shit 
The world never handed us nothing
Learn the tax code and make loophole money
My haters so mad, my haters so ugly 
(you'll get nothing!)
Blessings on my dad, he puts no one above me 
(Thanks dad!)
Thank you to my mom too she cradled my head and loved me
Got it out the mud all on my own but I'm never fucking dirty
Preppy boy life forever, no crime, no filth 
My money is clean and purring
My verses are decadent and wordy
Preppy Gxd Steven, they mad, I'm rich, bruh I know it stings
(Don't ever hand me things)

(Chorus)
Richer than fast food brands, baby count my lettuce
Franchise chains around my neck, you can't ever check us
A couple “M”s on my necklace, guess I'm eating and loving it?
(Huh)
My haters spend all their lives behind desks and shit
I'm a thousand steps ahead in life and I abuse it
Never crying unless I'm laughing, it's not like when you do it
They mad, I'm rich
They mad, I'm rich
(You can't have it!)
I'm not mean and never average
I'm not mean and never average

(Verse 3)
My name is Steven, always been a money god
Preppy wealth forever, never a real job
If they want to rage, let them eat cake
My family owns many bunkers across the states
Generational wealth keeps me safe
The moment I make a decision my goals take shape
I have a passion for business
I can handle both sharks and snakes
Never broke the law, I bend the rules and play snake
My accountant feeds me ways to beef up my money cake
I'm a major tech bro but they savor my meet ups like hour long breaks
Swapped out all me employees with advanced machines, that's just the smart play
No breaks, no rest, never sick, I’m off all day (I'm off all day!)
My workers are numeric code that equate to me getting paid
Zeros and ones in my bank account, the commas are losing space
My haters are mad, I'm filthy rich, I'm eating off mine and their plates

(Chorus)
Richer than fast food brands, baby count my lettuce
Franchise chains around my neck, you can't ever check us
A couple “M”s on my necklace, guess I'm eating and loving it?
(Huh)
My haters spend all their lives behind desks and shit
I'm a thousand steps ahead in life and I abuse it
Never crying unless I'm laughing, it's not like when you do it
They mad, I'm rich
They mad, I'm rich
(You can't have it!)
I'm not mean and never average
I'm not mean and never average

(Just work hard and you'll be like me)
(Just work hard and you'll be like me)
(Just work hard and you'll be like me)

They MAD, I'm RICH!!!

Preppy Gxd Steven - Inheritance Lyrics:

(Fuck I'm so rich!)
(Damn, Damn, Damn!)
(Goddamn!)
(Never struggled, never worried about shit, never cared!)
(Wealth, wealth, wealth)
(Forever remembered, esteemed and rich!)
(Fuck I'm so RICH!)
(This high up numbers don't even mean shit!)
(Whooo!)

(Chorus)
Inheritance, Inheritance, Inheritance (Inheritance, Inheritance!)
Rich as fuck, no cares for shit
Trust funds on me, I'm a digital whale and shit
crypto coins in my collection, many are rare and mint
12 zeros across my accounts, I caught them all and quick!
Inheritance, Inheritance, Inheritance (Inheritance, Inheritance!)
I'm digit destined to be rich! 
Ain't nothing fair! (Shit)
Ain't nothing fair! (Shit)
Ain't nothing fair! (Shit)
Ain't nothing fair! (Shit)
Ain't nothing fair! (Shit)
(Shit, shit, shit, shit)

(Verse 1) 
Preppy God Steven, I'm living my life like a fair, it's very lit
Android Assistants wait on me and move with the flick of my wrist
Maidens around town want my jousting stick (stick)
 for joy or to inherit my kingdom (sick)
Royal and rich and on top of that a singer (singer)
Knighted by money bags and always a winner
I eat devil's food cake but I'm never a sinner
Every photograph of me has me at the center
Both sides are my best side, photo flashes make me shimmer (shimmer)
I dropped 300K at a banquet dinner (dinner)
Preppy fine threads encase my body, I’m the lacrosse team winner
Don't ask me about my day bitch ask me bout my inheritance

(Chorus)
Inheritance, Inheritance, Inheritance (Inheritance, Inheritance!)
Rich as fuck, no cares for shit
Trust funds on me, I'm a digital whale and shit
crypto coins in my collection, many are rare and mint
12 zeros across my accounts, I caught them all and quick
Inheritance, Inheritance, Inheritance (Inheritance, Inheritance!)
I'm digit destined to be rich
Ain't nothing fair! (Shit)
Ain't nothing fair! (Shit)
Ain't nothing fair!
(Shit, shit, shit)

(Verse 2)
I was born rich as fuck but shit I quadrupled up (I’m Up!)
Tech company started in my basement, was it a streak of good luck?
Flipped my first business for 20 million while other teens were stuck
My money flows non stop, there is no snaring it
I'm goated and wealthy as fuck, even before my inheritances
Living the elite and preppy life, there is no comparing it
My bars are hot and worth a lot, so they're breaking them down and sharing them
Inheritance, Inheritance, Inheritance (Inheritance, Inheritance)
Thank you to my Dad for taking care of the finances 
Blessings on my mom for nurturing me through it
She bought me too many Bitcoins, but I never blew em
I’m forever with the Preppy Core Shit
(Preppy God Steven)
(Thanks Dad!)
(I know I say that a lot but like I mean it!)
(Money BRRRRR)

INHERITANCE

Devon Debonair - To Mom, on Wings Lyrics:

(Chorus)
Mom, this one is for you
You and Dad did your best to give me a life serene
Your courage shielded me from twisted things
Few know that monsters lurk in the breeze
I know the lore, my bow Hōdai is deadly and she has wings
For you I’ll battle and your praises I’ll sing
(Your praises I’ll sing)
(Your praises I’ll sing)

(Verse 1)
I love you mom,
I swear to protect you from night fiends
My hunter antics have brought our family enough trouble and unease
When I face demonic beings you cheer for me
We warded your home from spirits and all manor of things
Mom, you’re my light and keep me sweet
You nurture and motivate me
You kept dad’s secret, and hid from me all supernatural things
You’re supportive of my relationships with monster queens
Monster Hunters watched over me until my teens
Now I have taken the mantle
Mom your boy is a hero 
I’ll save the innocent and above all protect you

(Chorus)
Mom, this one is for you
You and Dad did your best to give me a life serene
Your courage shielded me from twisted things
Few know that monsters lurk in the breeze
I know the lore, my bow Hōdai is deadly and she has wings
For you I’ll battle and your praises I’ll sing
(Your praises I’ll sing)

(Verse 2)
When dad was killed by werewolves
You and I felt powerless and weak
From that night on I studied the lore
Dad’s journals and drawings lead me
I still remember our worst argument
You did everything to stop me leaving
Mom I had to go, I had the hunter need
The Hark brotherhood understood my pain
They equipped me with the tools and potions
I can wield any weapon to slay magical beasts
There are so many lives to save
And so many terrifying babes
Mom, dad lives on within me

(Chorus)
Few know that monsters lurk in the breeze
I know the lore, my bow Hōdai is deadly and she has wings
For you I’ll battle and your praises I’ll sing
(your praises I'll sing)
Few know that monsters lurk in the breeze
I know the lore, my bow Hōdai is deadly and she has wings
For you I’ll battle and your praises I’ll sing
(Your praises I’ll sing)

To Mom, on Wings

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain%E2%80%93computer_interface
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Technological_singularity
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moore%27s_law
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Claus

Preppy Gxd Steven - BITCOIN SCOOBY Lyrics:

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(Chorus)
Brain on a computer (yeah, yeah)
Brain on a computer (yeah)
BCI juiced da noodles (yeah)
Anti-aging pill popped
Whole life transmuted
Permanently high, godly zooted
No mystery whose the wealthiest?
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby

(Verse 1)
First a programmer
Now bands on gamma
Mogged a kaiju
Bruh like me, infinite stamina
Wealthy family blood
Plasma gifted, Santa
Plasma gifted, Santa
New leagues of pampered
Fuck who hating
We barely understand em
Barely a fucking band between em
Fuck who bout the banter
Loyal to the money
Not capping
Only capitalism
Only cracking talented hoes
Better a model 
Better a dancer
Her face card
My eyes scanned her
Changed her life with a trilly
Her friends fan for her

(Chorus)
Brain on a computer (yeah, yeah)
Brain on a computer (yeah)
BCI juiced da noodles (yeah)
Anti-aging pill popped
Whole life transmuted
Permanently high, godly zooted
No mystery whose the wealthiest?
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby

(Verse 2)
Preppy and a whale
Preppy and a whale
Crypto always up
Never gonna fail
Moore’s law gone
Meta lenses on
Reality scales
World is my car
A.I be the sails
Money on the blockchain
Money on the blockchain
My dogs pretty
Yours are too tame
Dropped 5 milly
On shitcoins
Stroke my luck
That shit on bust
10X on investment
(Ugh fuck)
(What?)
(Fuck)

(Verse 3)
Crypto shit bangs
Worry is strange?
Alien bank notes
Quantum in my brain
Algorithms whisper
Learning speed on a beam
Robo boys lifting us up
So blessings on da team
Normies adore
Don’t compare to me
Just live and dream
What I say is true
Preppy crew obscene
Stainless steel aura
A.I adds a million to the team
Turned the planet to a meme

(Chorus)
Brain on a computer (yeah, yeah)
Brain on a computer (yeah)
BCI juiced da noodles (yeah)
Anti-aging pill popped
Whole life transmuted
Permanently high, godly zooted
No mystery whose the wealthiest?
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby
(Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby)
(Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby)

BITCOIN SCOOBY

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain%E2%80%93computer_interface
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Technological_singularity
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moore%27s_law
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Claus

Preppy Gxd Steven - BITCOIN SCOOBY Lyrics:

(Chorus)
Brain on a computer
Brain on a computer
BCI juiced da noodles
Anti aging pill popped
Whole Life transmuted
Permanently high, godly zooted
No mystery whose the wealthiest?
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby

(Verse 1)
Now, first a programmer
Now bands on gamma
Mogged a kaiju
Bruh like me, infinite stamina
Wealthy family blood
Plasma gifted, santa
Plasma gifted, santa
New leagues of pampered
Fuck who hating
We barely understand em
Barely a fucking band between em
Fuck who bout the banter
Loyal to the money
Not capping
Only capitalism
Only cracking talented hoes
Better a model 
better a dancer
Her face card hard
My eyes scanned her
Changed her life with a trilly
Her friends fan for her

(Chorus)
Brain on a computer
Brain on a computer
BCI juiced da noodles
Anti aging pill popped
Whole Life transmuted
Permanently high, godly zooted,
No mystery whose the wealthiest?
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby

(Verse 2)
Preppy and a whale
Preppy and a whale
Crypto Always up
Never gonna fail
Moore’s law gone
Meta lenses on
Reality scales
World is my car
A.I be the sails
Money on the blockchain
Money on the blockchain
My dogs pretty
Yours are too tame
Dropped 5 milly
On shit-coins
Stroke my luck
That shit on bust
10 X on investment
(Fuck, I'm so up)

(Verse 3)
Crypto shit bangs
Worry is strange?
Alien bank notes
Quantum in my brain
Algorithms whisper
Learning speed on a beam
Robo boys lifting us up
Blessings on da team
Normies adore
Don’t compare to me
Just live and dream
What I say is true
Preppy crew obscene
Stainless steel aura
A.I adds a million to the team
Turned the planet to a meme

(Chorus)
Brain on a computer
Brain on a computer
BCI juiced da noodles
Anti aging pill popped
Whole Life transmuted
Permanently high, godly zooted,
No mystery whose the wealthiest?
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby
Bitcoin is my dog, no scooby

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BITCOIN SCOOBY (Singularity Version)

Welcome to Optimal Reach Collective Artists (ORCA)! This is a musical and visual arts project involving 41 virtual artists given life through Artificial Intelligence. My music can be found on Instagram under Orcasongs and on Youtube as Optimal Reach Collective Artists.

All lyrics are original and I am the sole writer on all songs posted. The instrumentals, vocals, music videos, and album art are generated in collaboration with multiple A.I softwares. Songs are explicit and for adults, lyrics are in the description. Thank you for visiting and having an open mind to emerging technology and ways it can be used to enhance our artistic abilities.

My goal with this project is to learn to better use generation tools, dispel stigma about them, and show that A.I music and virtual A.I artists can be as enjoyable and commercially viable as conventional music. I own the rights to all music and characters posted here, the characters, situations, views, are entirely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. If you would like to use any of my songs in your videos or other projects reach out through email at: optimalreach3@gmail.com, thanks!

Contribute (Cash app): $Moneytummi

https://www.instagram.com/orcasongs/
https://youtube.com/@optimalreachcollectiveartists?si=YSDdklzTRu0Jw423

The Virtual artists of Optimal Reach Collective:

1. Maleena Cassius: Dark Pop, Experimental Pop, Hip-hop, Rock

2. TELNU: Hip-hop, Emo rap, SimpCore, Mumble rap, GamerCore, E-Girls, Anime, Memes, Internet culture, Technology

3. HipGrind:  Rock, Post-hardcore, Melodic Rock, Metal

4. Pierce Plank:  Country, Folk, Experimental Rock, Hip-hop, SimpCore

5. Spooky Entanglement:  EDM, Electric, Hip-hop, Futurism, Pop, Singularity, Artificial Intelligence, technology

6. GOONFOOL:  Hyperpop, GlitchCore, DigiCore, Party, Memes, Rave, Internet culture

7. Ellison Maggot:  Horrorcore, Hip-hop, Pop, HalloweenCore, Horror Rap, Rock, Creepy pasta, MonsterCore

8. Paulette Park:  Country, Country Pop, Folk, Electric Country, Dark Country, Cryptid Country, Hip-hop

9. Bebe Too Niiice:  Hip-hop, Twerk, Lyrical rap, R&B

10. Jupiter Signals:  Rock, Faith based Rock, CommunityCore, FaithCore, FriendshipCore, Religion

11. Billy Bait Car:  Hip Hop, Pop, Alternative Rock, Racing, Singularity, Virtual Reality, Artificial Intelligence, Futurism

12. Nora Ganymede:  Dark Pop, CellarCore, Phonaesthetics, NumberCore, ScrambleCore, SynesthesiaCore, Word Salad, Retro, Reality, Cosmic Horror, Time Travel

13. Violette Zinnia:  Folk, Dark Pop, Pop, Mystery, Supernatural, Ghost, Monstercore, creepypasta

14. Fortuna Pelk:  Folk, Pop, Synth Pop, FairyCore, Environmental Conservation, Communitycore, Climate Change

15. Vouple Goalz:  Pop, Pop Rock, Post-hardcore, Horrorcore, Monstercore, Vampire Fantasy

16. Preppy Gxd Steven:  Hip-hop, Pop, PreppyCore, PrepCore, Crypto, Finance, tech bro, Robotics, memes, Internet culture, technology

17. EverSong Mall:  Dark Pop, LiminalCore, 90's Pop, Retro, Horrorcore, Creepy Pasta, BuildingCore, MallCore, Monstercore

18. CHOMP CHAMP!!!:  Rock, Pop, ZombieCore, MonsterCore, Creepy Pasta, Horror, Video Games, memes

19. Gene, The Lich: Hip-hop, Pop, HorrorCore, Scramo, Singularity, Futurecore, Robotics, Gene modification, Body Modification, Artificial Intelligence, technology

20. Victor Vibe:  Hip-hop, Pop, Experimental Rock, Friendshipcore, Positive Vibes, Kindness, Self Help, Motivational Speech, Meditation

21. Katherine Caroline KateFish:  Hip-hop, Pop, Experimental, RealityCore, SimulationCore, Cosmic Horror, Clown, Horror 

22. Devon Debonair:  Hip-hop, Pop, Emo Pop, Horror, MonsterCore, RPG, Monster Hunting, HunterCore, Hero, Supernatural, video games 

23. Miranda Annalise Odo (Mad Honey Mandi):  Hip-hop, Post-Hardcore, Hyperpop, Sex, Relationships

24. Parental Troll:  - Hip-hop, Married Life, FamilyCore, Anime, Memes, Relationships, Drugs, Partying

25. The Deviled Eggs:  Rock, Country, Techno, MonsterCore, Supernatural, Monsterhuntercore, Creepy pasta, Monstercore

26. Vetabayrhimrah:  Horrorcore, Dark Pop, Hip-hop, MonsterCore, Creepy Pasta

27. Inner Shu:  Pop, Country, Hyperpop, Fantasy, Supernatural, Cosmic Horror, Monsterhunter 

28. A Woman With A Sword:  Reggaeton, Hip-hop, Fantasycore, Adventure, Video Games, RPG, MonsterCore, HunterCore, Hero

29. Imogen Darp:  Dark Pop, Reggaeton, Rock, Love, Extraterrestrials, Romance, Existentialism, Relationships, Monstercore, Horror, Cosmic Horror

30. Imelda With Dragon Hands:  Rock, Synth Pop, Choir, Fantasycore, Monstercore, RPG, Adventure

31. Rowan Frey:  Death Metal, K-pop, Monstercore, Zombiecore, Horrorcore, Horror, Technology

32. Super Millennium Troop:  Rock, Hip-hop, Monstercore, Hero, Cosmic, Superhero, Supernatural

33. Oliver Edgelord:  Hip-hop, Brainrot, Memes, Creepy Pasta, Horror, Singularity, Emo, Internet culture

34. Deep Aberration Lab: Orca (D.A.L.O):  Pop, Rock, Paranormal, Monsters, Monstercore, Supernatural, Science, Hollow Earth

35. Qwicked Fast: R&B, Hyperpop, Superhero, Love, Cosmic Horror, Supernatural, Battle

36. Sybil Psychonaut:  Triphop, retro, 90s, Supernatural, Paranormal, Psychic, Psionics

37. Beatrice Cone:  Alternative Rock Folk, Folk, retro, Supernatural

38. Max Malarkie:  Alternative Rock, Hip-hop, Supernatural, Paranormal, Monster, Monstercore

39. Infinite E-Girl:  Pop, Retro, Singularity, Robotics, Digital Human, Artificial Intelligence, Chatbot

40. Beatrice Cone:  Folk, Alternative Rock, Math Rock, Honeybees, Nature, Climate change, technology

41. Madeline Mayflies:  R&B, Folk, Cult, Apocalypse, Death, Horror, Creepy, Immortality,

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