LYRICS:

If I could talk to you, lil’ me with the chipped tooth,
Tears hidin’ behind cartoons and chipped shoes.
Always felt too loud in a room full of quiet,
Like your heart beat jazz and the world wantin’ silence.
I’d tell you: don’t dim for ‘em, don’t shrink for claps,
They only love you small ‘cause they scared of the facts.
You got somethin’ wild, somethin’ bright in your chest,
You just don’t know yet how to wear it best.
You’ll get bruises from people who “meant well,”
And learn that even love sometimes feel like a cell.
You’ll think you gotta be hard to be safe —
But the soft in you? That’s what’ll make you great.
You gon’ carry guilt for things you didn’t choose,
Blame yourself for pain you ain’t ever bruise.
But you survive, and that’s worth the ink,
Even when your whole world feel like it’s on the brink.
If I could talk to you, I’d hold your face,
Tell you none of this pain go to waste.
You feel too much, but that’s your gold,
This cold world need hearts that hold.
You ain’t broken, just built a lil’ different,
Not lost, just takin' a scenic entrance.
One day, you gon' look back proud —
Even when it hurts, don’t turn around.
Don’t chase cool — it’s just fear wearin’ fashion,
Be weird. Be wild. Be full of passion.
That voice in your head? Don’t let it lie,
You’re more than the-

Yo, this world’s a sitcom with no laugh track,
Clocks tickin' backwards, my mind in a black sack.
Kids shootin’ dreams up, needles in a lunchbox,
Moms cryin’ silent, prayin’ God don't punch clocks.
I seen halos turn hoods, priests turn crooks,
Teachers preach peace while readin’ from war books.
They feed us pills like they Skittles in the lunch line,
Then wonder why we snap, bark, howl at the sunshine.
Nothin’ feel real, it’s all screens and masks,
Smiles like plastic, truth's too much to ask.
They sell pain in high-def, stream death in 4K,
And say “it’s just the news,” like that’s supposed to be okay.
I’m screamin’ at the clouds, nobody lookin’ up,
The world’s on fire, but they just refillin’ cups.
Maybe I’m the crazy one, talkin’ to my shadow,
But I’d rather be insane than numb in the gallows.
I woke up in a fever dream, TV screamin' static,
Newsman grinnin’ while the city turns to ashes.
Mom’s in the kitchen, cryin' in the sink,
Ain’t no water comin’ out, just blood and shrink-wrapped meat.
Every scroll on my phone is a eulogy,
Another rapper dead, another youth in heat.
They gentrifyin' dreams, sellin’ hope in streams,
But when you die broke, they just blame your genes.
I saw a rainbow in the sewer water,
Beauty in the gutter, but nobody bother.
They want filters, fake love, TikTok fame,
But real cries don’t trend, just stay in your brain.
They say, “man up,” but I’m just a boy with bruises,
Writin' letters to a world that misuses.
My heart beat like a landmine, smile like a glitch,
And every dream I had done slept in a ditch.
I see angels wearin’ straightjackets,
And demons in Armani, shakin’ hands with fanatics.
The sky fell years ago, we just pretend it's up,
Drink bleach with glitter just to feel tough.
Static in my halo, rust in my wings,
Tried to fly once, now I just sing...

IF I COULD TALK TO YOU!

DON'T TAP THE GLASS

I'll Take Care of You (feat. Yebba)

Tell Me What It Is

Sugar On My Tongue

Don't You Worry Baby (feat. Madison McFerrin)

Stop Playing With Me

Big Poe (feat. Sk8brd)

Ring Ring Ring

Sucka Free

Don't Tap That Glass / Tweakin'

YN Crashout forces you to listen to his unreleased music (GOES DEADLY) (Crashout asmr) (Sleep aid)

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Blast Furnace Collective

Grateful for 100 Followers on SoundCloud

Reaching 100 followers on SoundCloud might seem like a small milestone to some, but to me, it means everything. It’s more than just a number — it’s a sign that people are listening, connecting, and finding something meaningful in the music I create. For that, I’m deeply grateful.

When I first uploaded my tracks, I wasn’t sure anyone would really hear them. I was just expressing myself, pouring emotions, thoughts, and late-night inspiration into sound. Every like, comment, and follow since then has been a little reminder that I’m not alone — that my music resonates with others, even in small ways.

To every single one of you who took the time to listen, to hit follow, to support me in any form: thank you. Whether you’ve been here since my first upload or just found me yesterday, your support keeps me going. It motivates me to keep learning, improving, and sharing more of myself through music.

This is just the beginning. 100 followers is the foundation — the first brick in something much bigger that I’m building with all of you. I'm excited for what’s next, and I hope you stick around for the journey.

Thank you for being part of this.



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Boy oh boy where do I even begin.. Beastboi., honey, my pookie bear. I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The way you drive into the paint and strike fear into your enemies eyes. Your silky smooth touch around the rim, and that gorgeous jumpshot. I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch you retire. You had a rough childhood, but you never gave up hope. You are even amazing off the court, you're a great husband and father, sometimes I even call you dad. I forvever dread and weep, thinking of the day you will one day retire. I would sacrifice my own life. This track was so good that I was crying, bawling even, and I heard my glorious king exclaim these words,
"DISCIPLE ROUND TABLE, THIS IS FOR YOU!” Not only have you changed the game of edm and the world forever, but you've eternally changed my world. And now you're getting older, but still the goat, my goat. I love you pookie bear, my glorious king, Beastboi.

IF I COULD TALK TO YOU!

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