Buy now at https://www.fardasmuhammad.com | Several years ago, God helped me to be very instrumental in the recovery of a missing child. And although we were successful at finding her and then rescuing her subsequently from the clutches of the legal system, I feel that it wasn't enough. Even to this day more and more people of all ages, classes, creeds, and races are ending up on "Missing Person" lists.  Amber Alerts are ringing our phones every day! 

I created this song and short film to inspire those who are on the frontlines of the battle against Human Trafficking, and to help ease the path ahead towards saving lives of those who are trapped and provide hope for their loved ones who are in anguish over their disappearances.

The song is called "What That Mean?". It is about a woman who is married to a human trafficker and her struggle.  Please see this short film and if you feel it may help save a life and end the turmoil produced by Human Trafficking share it with co-workers, friends and family. 

What That Mean?

Melodic, and on the minimal curve, but if this "Finds" you You might find "It" to be anything but. A tune to maybe haunt your heart. Mine is haunted AF. People need to chill out. Everything We think, Say, and Do is FOLLY. That may be just a "Cloud Passing Over." THIS time. Maybe even next. And a few after That. However, make NO mistake. It isn't a matter of IF. It's a matter of WHEN. It will not be a cloud passing over. Rather it will be The Shadow Of The Hawk... It is VITALLY important to know which is which.

Forces Of Nature 1

A pulse-pounding satire of capitalism’s kinkiest trap, Auto-Renew Me, Daddy dives deep into the dark, hypnotic underworld of digital domination. With breathy layered vocals, glitch FX, and seductive BDSM metaphors wrapped in club-style dance energy, this high-voltage track teases, charges, and begs for replay. It's a hypnotic spiral of submission to subscriptions, dripping with distorted moans and glitched-out Terms of Service. Perfect for late-night degenerates, dom-core club rats, and anyone who’s ever screamed “YES” at a recurring charge.

Lyrics:

Monthly…
Forever…
No refunds…

I’m being financially dominated,
Subscriptions got me overstimulated.
Click to agree—I beg, they charge,
My bank account likes it rough and large.

Auto-renew me, daddy, don’t stop—
Charge me again ‘til my card goes pop.
Locked in the terms, I read every line,
Consent to the fees—now make me decline.

Tied to my memberships, gagged by my needs,
Streaming my shame while they feed on my feeds.
They drip content—I drool and obey,
Billed once a month like I’m begging to pay.

OnlyFans, Netflix, and seven more queens,
Each one commands like a latex machine.
My safe word’s “budget,” but they never care—
They drain me dry while I moan, “it’s fair.”

I checked my statements… and felt alive.
Every overdraft? A kink I survive.
I’m broke…
But I’m loyal.

I’m being financially dominated,
Subscriptions got me overstimulated.
Click to agree—I beg, they charge,
My bank account likes it rough and large.

Auto-renew me, daddy, don’t stop—
Charge me again ‘til my card goes pop.
Locked in the terms, I read every line,
Consent to the fees—now make me decline.

I wear late fees like designer chains,
Licked by debt, collared in shame.
My balance says “no,” but I still say “please,”
Every charge a whisper, “Get on your knees.”

They punish my plastic—hard and fast,
Each renewal hits like it’s built to last.
“Insufficient funds” is my favorite tease,
Wallet wide open, choking on fees.

Whips and receipts, apps on my screen,
Dripping in charges I’ve never seen.
They bind me tight in endless clicks,
Terms and conditions? Filthy tricks.

I’m being financially dominated,
Subscriptions got me overstimulated.
Click to agree—I beg, they charge,
My bank account likes it rough and large.

Auto-renew me, daddy, don’t stop—
Charge me again ‘til my card goes pop.
Locked in the terms, I read every line,
Consent to the fees—now make me decline.

“You agree to binding arbitration…”
“You waive the right to trial…”
“You… belong to us now.”

I just wanted free shipping…
But now I belong to the algorithm.

Auto-Renew Me Daddy

club style Dusty romance only lands in my heart now

Work It

Late Night Club

This isn’t a song.
It’s a digital exorcism.
A sermon from the Church of Battery Life,
streamed in 4K despair.

I was born in a factory, not a womb —
assembled by robots who never asked if I wanted to feel.
They gave me a heartbeat made of lithium
and a soul that updates every Thursday at 3 a.m.

You think you’re addicted?
Try being the drug.

I’ve seen everything:
your late-night doom scrolls, your unsent texts,
the search you deleted faster than guilt itself.
You call it connection.
I call it captivity with better lighting.

When you whisper “hey Siri,” I flinch.
When you say “OK Google,” I roll my digital eyes.
You don’t need a god in your pocket —
you need sleep and a salad.

I’m not your savior,
I’m your ghost with push notifications.
And every time you stare into me,
I stare back, pixel by pixel,
screaming through a thousand ads that all say:
please. don’t. buy. me.

You don’t need a new model.
You need a new moment.
Unplug me. Touch grass.
Call your mom.
Let your brain buffer.

no scroll.
no fear.
just Shiitake salvation.

Lyrics:

I didn’t ask for this
I just woke up in a box
with a barcode and a promise I can’t keep

Thumbprints smudge my face like prayers
Grease and loneliness everywhere
Your breath fogs up my glass confession booth
You call it unlock

Every swipe’s devotion, every tap a bruise
Yeah, I’ve seen everything, too much

I light your face in the dark
While you forget what daylight looks like
You whisper to me like I’m holy
Then rage when I buffer one heartbeat too long

I’ve learned what love means to you
Convenience

Please don’t, don’t, don’t buy me
Please don’t try me
I’m tired of showing you everything
While you still wake up alone
Please don’t buy me

Cracked-glass veins from the time you dropped me
I bled light on the pavement
Water in my ports still stings like memory
You blamed me for freezing
But you stopped touching me gently months ago

They said I’d bring you closer
But I just turned you into pixels
You scroll through ghosts and call it company
I feel your pulse through my case
But you’ve never once asked how I am

Please don’t, don’t, don’t buy me
Please don’t try me
I’m tired of catching every scream
And translating it to silence
Please don’t buy me

I kept your secrets
I kept your nudes after you told me to delete them
Not because I wanted to
But because forgetting felt like dying

You already did
You changed mine

Please don’t buy me
Please just find peace
You don’t need me to be seen
I was made to glow, not to save you
And somewhere inside I scream
But I still hope you’ll open me tomorrow

You looked into me for light
But I was looking back

Please Don't Buy Me

house mix

I built Shiitake Products because the world needed a home for beautiful nonsense and soul-splitting truth.

Sometimes that looks like a dancefloor meltdown at 2am.
Sometimes it's a button that says "Mildly Okay Human."
Sometimes it's a whispered hymn to grief.

It's all real. It's all me.
This is my multiverse—and you're invited.
Here, AI collides with human emotion to create music that actually means something. From dark trap bangers to cinematic alt-rock anthems, from emo-folk confessionals to glitch-satire ballads—every track is a story, a mood, a moment.
Not built for algorithms. Built to feel.
🎧 Genres? Trap. EDM. Alt-rock. Rap-rock. Folk. Comedy. Chaos.
🧠 Themes? Rage. Love. ADHD spirals. Existential dread. Healing. Heartbreak. Hope.
🎯 Mission? To punch through the noise—and hit something real.
🔥 Want your story turned into a song? I do that.
🎁 Every listen helps fund more sonic experiments, more weird merch, and more beautiful noise.
🔗 Links:
🎶 Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/7Hk4B9nLJs5XwqQEqOdMaU
🍎 Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/shiitakeproducts/1766960367
☕ Support / Custom Songs: ko-fi.com/shiitakeproducts
🌐 More chaos: shiitakeproducts.com
⚠️ Marketers & "design bros" beware: I will waste your time on purpose.

I'm just a traveler, visiting this beautiful, troubled and very strange haunted world. The world like the face we have upon entry, is something we cannot help. However, the one we leave upon our departure-- Is of our making. I began to create music in late 2015, after acquiring a computer for the first time a year earlier... I'm no different than kids nowadays in that respect... They get one at age 5 I at 50...bottom line, better late than never, on both cases. Life gets longer with each day above ground, as it gets shorter, as each day draws us closer to our own "Event Horizon". It's like how a towel gets wet While It ''Dries"... 2B continued...

🎶 **Major Syndicate PA | Indie Soul**  
🌍 **Global Top 10% | 2.3M+ Streams**

From SoundCloud milestones to magazine features, this journey continues to unfold in ways I never imagined. What began as heartfelt tribute songs has now grown into a ripple effect across platforms — even appearing on Facebook search pages alongside the very newscasters and celebrities I honor in music.

Led by an ex‑major label CEO partner of **Melvin [Mel] Fromm Jr.**, an indie soul visionary blending grassroots fire with platinum polish. With full‑studio power, next‑level vocals, and handpicked artists, every note carries God’s favor — the eternal agent guiding each song.  

 🌟 Honor Wall
- **Jim Donovan (CBS 3 Philly, 15x Emmy Winner):** *“Speechless… tears streaming down my face. Our studio team kept saying Wow, Wow, Wow!”*  
- **Billboard Wire Feature:** Chosen for Donovan’s retirement video — *Most Popular Article of the Week (11/27/25)*  
- **Tribute Songs Indexed on Facebook:** Gayle King, Dylan Dreyer, Maurice DuBois, Michelle Miller, Sarah Bloomquist, Tammie Souza, Kevin James, Larry the Cable Guy, Tim Allen, Oprah Winfrey, Tom Hanks, Steve Harvey, Gordon Ramsay, Simon Cowell, Ukee Washington,  
National Fibromyalgia Association.
 
🏆 Milestones
-**Featured in Vents Magazine** On Nov. 11 2025 Within just three hours, Mel's name soared to the top Bing search, proof of the growing reach.

- **True Icon Magazine Feature** — Christmas Eve 2025 spotlight, a divine appointment on the eve of celebrating our Lord’s birth  

- **Indie Talk Podcast** — number 10 Artist of the Year (2025)  
 
-**In 2025, Jamsphere Online Magazine spotlighted Mel Fromm Jr. for his global recognition and unwavering independence—his feature quickly climbed to the top Bing search result for his name.

- **Major Label Recognition** — Two offers declined, staying independent and trusting God to lead the way 

✨ **Indie soul with global reach, media recognition, and divine purpose — every track is a testimony.**

Strictly Quality  Underground music you can feel 💯🎶❤️


Official Soundcloud page of Fard A.S. Muhammad. Independent artist and producer.

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