Bro you and I are on fire this month. I'm enjoying making music with you a lot especially this one lol. We worked so much on it until the end we just took another turn and it turned out so well.

@marwin06: i appreciate that man, thanks for listening. glad you liked it

Wow amazing production! Great vocal effects and atmosphere 

Bro your stuff is always so real I really like the effects the on the vocals and the slow flow is really fitting for the beat, you and Areo always killing it!🙏🙏

Some of my favorite raps from my rap page!
checking out all the homies ive worked with is highly recommended. 
do it for your ears!
@areobeats
@lotch94
@jath-mice
@airlaorg
@edrisfarrah
@thetricksterfigure
@scallion-music
@atreesto
Check out @profmayfly for more

Who is Prof. Mayfly?

Prod. By Atreesto @atreesto
Artwork by Kelsey Day: https://www.instagram.com/sluglover.art/

Lyrics
(but what happens when there is a bug in the system)

And the whole worlds bugged out
Asking mayfly
Could you please get these bugs out
Got they mean mugs out
Tryna tell em that they lucked out
We can catch a vibe
You’ll survive 
It just suck right now
It’ll pass you by
Feels like
Somebody pulled the rug out
Like i was supposed to lead
But then went and fucking struck out
Shoulda never stuck my neck out
Like a sore thumb
But im sure dumb
Poor bum 
Went and found himself

a cause to die for 
To try to fly for

But by 4 or 5 when the day is done 
We can all sit back  watch a setting sun
Set our selves down watch a river run
As the fishy eat the mayfly
Every mayfly
dies 
at the tender age of 1
Never has the chance 
to ever see hes different from

Fly fisherman 
reels a big fish on in
you can teach a man to fish
But whos he got to thank for this dish 
By tomorrow does the mayfly live?
No mouth to ramble on
so they plague me
Played me like a fiddle 
Built me up like fiddle sticks
I am innocent
Like a little kid
Just a little motion sick

You know how it is
You know how it goes
Please dont stop the boat
Full speed ahead
Its the only way to go
And ill grow like an oak 
Loving life
in all of its obscenity 
I am just a little piece
Of the scenery 
Until they chop me down like a tree
leave the rungs out
Hung out to dry
Heads a radio 
I am high and dry
Tell em keep your head high
Focus on your head high
And when the flies come
Say yum 
Im a beautiful being
Being beautiful 
And you’re not being mean 
Your just stupid and thats usual 
Try to meet a faultless friend 
And its you alone
Making wishes in a well
And i wish you well 
Well well 

im open and im calm
I just read my palms
I am agile 
Never cattled
Never fragile 
Lest i choose to be
You can thrown me in that deep deep end 
And ill find a way to doggy paddle on
I am torn both ways and i outghta be
Pumping myself up
Like a bunch a clogged arteries 
Thats alright
Look how this love kept my head light
Thankful for my family and friends
For the lovers and the time spent
Nights that never end 
Replaying in my head
Tryna keep them in 
But i can never get these bugs out
Bug doubt
Feeling like ive lucked out to live
But still a little pissed that i have to exist
Im grateful for the love 
But whats heavy is the rest
I will manifest
Im the best at it
See, I dont wanna get the bugs out
I am all bugs now
Mayfly is the bug tao

Buggin' Out (Prod. Atreesto)

DFD 3

@tortilla_katour

Stream:
https://lnk.dmsmusic.co/tortillakatourbrunchcollect_onionblood

Download:
https://brunchcollect.bandcamp.com/album/onion-blood

Stream

Tortilla Katour - Duckument

New releases weekly.

Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4VGhfF0wA9KxFGlqcnNB4U?si=bd0f19f1e1b14bd9
Watch on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zL6MJbnwVF8
Support on Bandcamp: https://echoworld.bandcamp.com/album/time-is-running-out

on Spotify

Psylone - Time Is Running Out

prod by Prod by Areo (@areobeats)

a cautionary tale about being too stuck in your ways to make a change

Lyrics:
we only get one chance
in this life
to get where were going
and get right
and oh how we'll try
to show you the way to love
there's only one way to love
and thats through you

when the days fin ally stop turning over who will you listen to?
forced to listen to long to the swan song of a man who spent his whole life dying
not even trying to live
just trying to give the best impression
and be sent to death
exonerated by a made up story
quelled by his very telling
in the days that follow there would be specific instructions for the grievers
in two categories
cowards and believers
though it was all his narrative
he chose to share it far and wide
with great pride and hubris
he was the rubric
a rubiks cube that was too hard for you
but really just a shallow man
not much to offer
so he would convince himself otherwise
otherize anyone whod compromise his character
what a character
beloved far and wide for his ability to shapeshift
he spent his days thinking of his mistakes
and his nights trying to drink them away
he conjured up stories to make it sound like
he was the one in the right
and most of the time he could believe it

never once thought of leaving
staying would be just the justification
just enough to call it tough love
so tough that there was no love ever
he hated his work, his kids, his life
but mostly himself

and all the rest was just reflecting him
showed no respect but expects your respect for him
Rejected all advise
If it isn’t praise it’s criticism
You could spend your whole life
trying to get through to a narcissist
He’ll only listen to himself

refuse any self help

go from empty
To anguish
To angry
to empty
And dump that weakness
in the wake of those he’d claim to love.
Because he couldn’t find it
for all the claims; he didnt mind it
when the days finally stopped turning over
when it was all over and he'd finally get to get through
hed be remisce that no one miss him
nobody was there with him
nobody wishing he was still there

Getting Through (Prod. Areo)

This is my sophomore release but most of the beats are older then the ones  previous Ep. They also more dark and harder.
This is why there's a time fore everything...so I had a time to chill, but now I need to go harder, so let's kill .

This hand can be iron or feather. This time it was iron.

Unspoken

𝑨𝒇𝒓𝒐 𝑵𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒂 𝑱𝒂𝒛𝒛

Mesuri

cuarnd?.

Lyrics:
https://subtlekeystrokes.wordpress.com/2023/11/19/roadside-bouquets/

I often find myself, while working on the roadside or walking the city streets, noticing beauty and life where it is least expected. Discarded, trashed, or otherwise unnoticed bouquets on the roadside are a stark reminder of the importance of being grateful in the most difficult and ugly of times. Flowers growing through concrete cracks, on the sides of bridges and through the asphalt. Discarded bouquets which haven't lost their colors, and even fake flowers thrown to wind can all serve to remind me of the same beauty.

One thing I think we all know, all too well, is how tempting it can be to surrender to dejection, apathy and self pity. To let circumstances dictate our ability to succeed. It's very true that the world can be cold, demoralizing, and even hostile to growth. And maybe your excuse is valid, maybe you were sown into the most unforgiving of environments and circumstances, robbed of your chance to really thrive in the light of the sun or thrown away as soon as your color began to fade. 

But I see a thriving ecosystem where it has no business being. Life sprouting from nothing! Beautiful colors in the trash, and I think to myself...

How tremendous that this piece of life and beauty has not given up yet. 
How lucky I am to be in the light of this, which would have been so easy to miss.

It strikes me that when we resign ourselves to thinking there is no beauty in our surroundings, we miss so much of what makes life beautiful. And when we allow ourselves to believe that it is too strenuous a task to keep on going, we forget that growing, is really all there is to life anyway.

~ Prof. Mayfly

Roadside Bouquets

Angel Food, For Science (Produced By Ace Ha)

Produced by Lotch (https://soundcloud.com/lotch94)

See ill be rapping till they kick me out the building
I bet yall would do the same if you had half my fucking feelings
look the parts I used to shame will be the reason Im appealing
Like an onion
I’ll Make you cry till you cant function
Because I kept track of every punch an’
schlept back and got it done
So  If you don’t like it now man
Im promising that this’ll grow
Like beards upon an eskimo 
As if that shit could fight the snow
The cold is fucking miserable
And even if they miss the show
That doesn’t make a difference though
They still try to sneak a kiss in
Like its miseltoe   
I miss you yo, but
Imma blow up like a missile though
I’ll write forever like im cicero
Rapping aint for bitching yo
This shits for speaking truth 
I guess you didn’t get the memo oh
You’re so dumb need an elmo
Or my right elbow 
Dropped 
Understand that now im praising 
What I used to pray would stop
Slowly climbing imma make it to the top
And Lotch got the beats on lock.
Yo I could feel this a lot 
Stready sippin on the cream of the crop

Eskimo Beards (Prod. Lotch)

Prod by Areo (@areobeats)

I was feeling good when it hit me,
an echo i let go
its never been about me. 
And i was feeling sad when it left me,
forget me
youre never gonna get me.
 youre never gonna get me.

If i was a wound im festering
if i am a cocoon than im resting I
If Im fleur de lune than my moon flower powers will empower me. 
My mood changes hourly
my attitude is colorful enough to be inside a gallery
im souring
i don't even like sour things or have a sweet tooth
im givng up my sweetness the moment that i meet you
im not tryna blame you Id always rather blame me. 
See im fucked up now but my world is gonna change
And these words are gonna change me

Cigarettes and coffee really got me caught up in a knot and i get caught up in an awful lot, and its awful but im often having awful thoughts. I need to take a big leap like an ocelot, instead of arguing over spots in the parking lot. Fender bender renders him speechless like not today i dont need this. You always bring me down with your treasons, give me a reason these teachings never seem to reach them. Preach son preach son peace one love and the only living god is the god in every one of us, i dont claim to hold some special truth im just tryin to remind you. I was feeling so fine, just the moment that i saw you were everything you are then too

But every thing went blue blue blue when i met you. 
Everything was blue blue blue when i blew past passion
passed on your rations 
rattling the  stratospheres fears for my former years
Im just trying to get out of here, tried to disappear but that only made me clearer to me.  

Suspended belief im switching up my altitude ill change up my pace
They’re saying slow and steady wins the race 
that may be true on earth but fasts is how you get to space 
and when i get to outer space, i wont run out of space, 
then i can finally say that the chase was well worth it, 
and well that really feels worth it, its damn near perfect

I was feeling good when it hit me,
an echo i let go
its never been about me. 
And i was feeling sad when it left me,
forget me
youre never gonna get me.
 youre never gonna get me.

I'm just one drop in the bucket, but I still feel like I mucked it up, troubled by the rubble in each puddle because it's not enough to clean it up apparently, swear we do the sharing and then we’ll be the ones that never eat, cant compete, incomplete, adding insult to the injury. Guess shes not that into me guess hes looking out for you. Hanging on your clout, just to shout at a blinking screen and all of this to have my words be heard through infinity, literally living  through the literature lividly 

so look at me sitting on my city on the top of the world. thinking that divinity, means getting rid of me first. I'll let my lightwaves burst, and then disperse each color like a spectrograph, expecting that once i do let go there is turning back. Zen and then heart attack, Never feeling normal like a ratattat, trying to eradicate, things which fail to fascinate, everything is calm, right before it all disintegrates. 

And I was feeling good

Echo (Prod. Areo)

Prod. by A I R L A(@airlaorg)

Im just trying to rap through all my end time anxieties

Lyrics:
Comes like wave 
And the panic is back
Lying in my bed on my back
Having a panic attack
You wanna see me relax
I need a wrap and to rap
Thats a wrap
Music aint a habit its 
The magic of the madness in me
I got my amenities
my health my self
And the shelf full grains
Meat to freeze Milk and cheese 
And even munchies
So why must i wake up to shakes
And my hearts at pace
Thats distasteful
disgraceful
A face full eggs
And yet my legs are moving so fast
Like a horse on the track
Go home 
preakness postponed
I can feel it my chest 
Compression 
The pathetic little empathetic
Can feel it in his bones 
It wont leave me alone
But it hit like a tsunami 
Please speak softly 
And rock me gently 
On this wave so grave
As a lullaby to lull me to rest
Ill protect you 
I feel so overwhelmed
Yea im used to that 


 




Let it play for me
Let it play for a minute please
Relate to me
Then take a break for a minute please 

The waves heavy
But its breaking eventually
Tide rise and fall
But know that we always belong to the sea so 
So when your tied up
Just let it play for a minute please

Tide Up, Let It Play (Prod. A I R L A)

Prod by Tajome (@jath-mice)
Listen to the album: https://soundcloud.com/jath-mice/sets/l-ve


Lyrics:
Its inevitable, know ill feel better if I let go
Its natural, migrations of the actual soul
Hold on to hope because its faith
That will never let you go.
And it never lets you down
I been yelling so loud,
But I don’t think they’ll hear me out
Out there in the sun flare fields
Of these unfair yields
And its unclear
Feels like the sky might open up
Clouds gone
Life changes in a moment 
Everything that you thought youd hold close
Forever, is gone and then its on to something better
Mass migration to the higher now.
Channel me your ire and and fire
It inspires me
See 
Since the ides of march starts
a spark meets ignition
I wish i had vision through my cards premonitions 
But what exactly would I even really do different?
Id be Julius pimping, probably singing in my kitchen until
I am chicken meets attempted flight
Yo I got some air alright,
So busted on the landing nice
I am sacred when alone at night
Sacral to my acolyte perched on my crown
You know its hard to tip toe
With this all weighing me down 
but if these problems are water then man im starting to drown
But something about the ocean always hit me profound
So I let it surround me resoundly
And ill be Abraham man
The way I 
get outta town
But its not just me it’s a mass migration
Onto a higher frequency best believe in me
The way that I believe in me
Please 
Ive done seen all of the scenery
From the suns of god to the towers all teetering
Its an exodus and were leaving see
Whos leading us through ruins pursuing a shoe in to win
Who flew and in and threw the whole damn thing
You know it tightens my skin
Take it under the chin and
Keep winning  this is just the beginning
Stuck on a world that keeps spinning
and we never quite leave
We just head somewhere different
And its natural its actually love
The things youre so afraid of
Are exactly what your made of

Exodus(Prod. Tajome)

Prod. by Areo (@areobeats)

Lyrics:
You know its crazy
This was written across the globe
But the second that it hit me
Took me closer to home
The only home ive ever known
Was in the space between these headphones
And im not tryna get ahead no,
Im tryna get my head blown
Into smithereens
So the people could see the bits and pieces
Of peace which have created me
I hope i meet maker and to makes sures
he takes that shit serious
Because seriously, my fear is that hed skim it
And trim it down to a couple matrices
Looking at my face confused as to who
Made me me
A creator breaths and conceives life
But in a way Prof. Mayfly isnt me right?
And i dont want to be concatenated
I dont suppose you could transpose me?
I get so close but never close enough
Wandering the earth kicking up dirt, and dust
Unearthing all of these versions of
A person who learns and learns but never learned enough
To know im lucky in fact
That i can spit on a track
That takes me back
To garden in my head where i go to relax
And i max in my safe haven
Where im braving the storm
A mere mortal through portal
Of the internal infernos
I sure know
Wherever i go
This is as close
As im ever gonna get to home
So thank Areo,
You already know
We on the same wavelengths
through some different time zones
So when the shape of me takes shape
When the grace finally embraces me
And im back in that space, without a trace
Of this meat body bag thats hold me back
ill Put down all of my baggage
And cross paths with feelings
Detach
and let them all pass
I feel like im me
hit the relief valves release
To shift the pressure in me
Self actually will come from self actually
Yall can have the skin and bones and arteries
You can have the skull and mind and heart and feet
You can take apart my heart
Dissect inject and tear apart
Inspect detectgo make some charts
Graft and regraph
go make some graphic art
You can rip it all apart
Till theres no telling me apart
From vermicelli
With a red sauce
(MWaH)
you’ll still never know
How it feels to be close home
We all combust into stardust
And its just so unjust
but
What if i told you im an astronaut?
Sitting on mars
in self dialogue
Wondering why i went so far
for something i coulda done in my backyard

Close To Home (Prod. Areo)

@BCFCollab

I match soothing soundscapes with dense poetic verses, spoken word, stories, rap and singing

I also write instrumental music for meditation/bedtime/ambiance 
(check the playlist tab on my page)


Prof. Mayfly (https://soundcloud.com/profmayfly) =
Art-Rap
Poetry
Spoken Word
Singing

Subtle-Keystrokes=
Piano
Meditative
Improvisational 
Ambient
trip-hop

Contact me on either account
check out my artwork on IG
the improvs playlist is all free to use sample etc.
Looking for something else? Check bandcamp

@BCFCollab

Main page is w/Subtle keystrokes (@subtle-keystrokes )is my passion project and my home base for self expression.

This page will be dedicated to hip-hop/raps so follow me here if you dont like all the longform piano, poetry, singing etc. as well as to see any prof mayfly collabs that arent on my main.

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Prof. Mayfly

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