"Catch Me" is a raw, heartfelt R&B-pop ballad about the dangerous thrill of falling for someone already taken. With tender verses and a soaring, vulnerable hook, it captures the emotional weight of forbidden love. Fans of Sam Smith, John Legend, and Lewis Capaldi will connect with its honesty and late-night melancholy vibe. Perfect for playlists like 'Heartbreak Pop,' 'Sad Hour,' and 'Emotional R&B.'

For Fans of Sam Smith, John Legend, Lewis Capaldi, James Arthur

Catch Me

Like most of my tunes that start out as poems and then get structured in to verses, this one was a piece i wrote that i used to read back to myself and think, where did that come from?

Mister Mister (instrumental: Tesk - spaces)

“Full Name, No Whisper” is a Safe Room Chapter from Unlearning the Quiet.
This song is about stepping into your full identity without shrinking for anyone — saying your name out loud, owning your story, and refusing to live in whispers anymore. It’s the moment you stop apologizing for existing and start choosing truth over fear.

Full Name, No Whisper

“Staying Is Sacred” is the finale chapter of Unlearning the Quiet—a survival anthem about choosing to stay when staying doesn’t feel heroic. This song lives in the real aftermath: imperfect peace, old scars, new boundaries, and the quiet decision to keep breathing anyway.
Content note: explicit language + themes of trauma recovery, identity, faith conversations, and choosing life.

Staying Is Sacred

Devil’s in My Glass
Slow-burn Southern Gothic confessional at its rawest.
A 75-year-old voice, cracked and honest, over nothing but a detuned acoustic, a single slide that cries, and the quiet clink of ice that never quite settles.
No drums, no choir, no redemption.
Just amber lies, inherited silence, and the devil who was never in the bottle to begin with.

Devil's in My Glass

⚠️ Content warning: Explicit language, sexual themes, childhood trauma, men’s mental health.

“Craving Started Early” is a confessional track about where a man’s cravings really come from – not just sex, but the hunger to be seen, held, and loved. It follows a boy who grows up without emotional safety and turns to porn, hookups, and validation just to feel human for a moment.

This song is for the men who think they’re “broken” or “dogs” but are really just carrying years of silence, shame, and unmet needs.

If this track hits too close, you’re not alone.
Reach out, share it with someone who needs it, or message me if you’ve lived this too. – CC3PO

Craving Started Early

⚠️ EXPLICIT CONTENT — sexual themes, porn addiction, emotional collapse, adult language.

“Dead Inside On Schedule” is a brutally honest look at what men go through behind the mask — the porn cycles, the late-night DMs, the cravings nobody talks about, and the quiet breakdown happening in bedrooms, cars, and bathrooms every damn day.

This track isn’t about lust —
it’s about loneliness,
numbness,
and the shit men carry from childhood into adulthood without ever getting help.

It’s for the men who smile at work but die inside at night.
For the ones holding families together while their hearts fall apart.
For the ones who crave connection, not just sex.
For the men who feel invisible.

If this hits too hard…
you’re not dirty, you’re not broken —
you’re just a man who’s been carrying way too much alone.

— CC3PO

Dead Inside On Schedule

⚠️ EXPLICIT CONTENT — sexual identity, religious shame, internal conflict, strong language.

“Confession in the Mirror” is the moment a man finally admits the truth he’s been hiding from everyone — including himself.
This track dives into the confusion men feel around sexuality, attraction, masculinity, and the expectations placed on them since childhood.

This isn’t about labels.
It’s about honesty — the kind men were never allowed to have.

If this hits you hard, you’re not alone.
Men everywhere are carrying secrets that feel “wrong,” when really…
they’re human.

— CC3PO

Confession in the Mirror

⚠️ EXPLICIT CONTENT — sex, trauma, strong language, men’s mental health.

“The First Time I Felt Wanted” is not just a “first time” story — it’s about the first time a man felt seen instead of used, chosen instead of convenient.

This track talks about:
• being the quiet guy at the party who feels invisible
• finally meeting someone who actually looks through the mask
• sex that isn’t about performance, but about feeling safe
• what it does to a man when someone treats his scars like they matter
• why so many of us chase hookups and porn trying to recreate one honest moment

This song is for the men who remember one person that made them feel enough — and the craving that never left after.

If this hit you in the chest, you’re not soft, you’re not weak.
You’re just a man who finally knows what real connection feels like.

— CC3PO

The First Time I Felt Wanted

Before Your Name is a slow, lyric-driven folk / alt-country ballad about late-diagnosed autism - finally finding a name for why you always felt like “a shadow in a crowded room.”

It’s built around close acoustic guitar and an intimate baritone vocal, more confessional poem than radio single: years of feeling half-present, the ache of every night “halfway through,” then the slow work of learning to sit with what’s true and let each night run fully through.

[LYRICS]

I was a shadow in a crowded room
A face among my closest few
Before your name, I never knew
Why every night felt halfway through

If only dawn would heed my calling
As I beg the sun to sleep
So every thought, awake or dreaming
Is left to brew, then slowly steep

Oh, sweet unhurried heart of mine
Do learn the dark and choose to shine

So go on now… just choose to shine

I am no shadow in a crowded room
Not just a face among a few
I learned to sit with what was true
And let each night run fully through

Oh, sweet unhurried heart of mine
Oh, sweet unhurried heart of mine

Before Your Name ❤️ For The Ones Unseen, Autistic Hearts

Songwriter. Storyteller. Truth digger.

These tracks are born from lived experience and raw emotion, reflections on love, loss, growth, and the weight of what we carry. 

Every lyric is written with the heart of a songwriter first, then given a voice through AI performance.

I know there’s debate around AI in music. For me, it’s not about replacing artists. It’s about unlocking new ways to share the songs I write, so the stories don’t stay trapped on the page.

What you hear here isn’t about polish, it’s about honesty.
The goal is simple: to give the stories a voice.

This is a journey in progress, and every track is another step.

Cursed melodies. Family graves. Crossroads debts.
Southern Gothic nightmares & human heartbreak.
Welcome to 0165 Productions.
Leave pure or don’t leave at all.

🎙️ Independent storyteller | 🇺🇸🇲🇽 | Voice through survival
I use AI-assisted tools to co-create some of my music and visuals, but every lyric, edit, and emotional heartbeat is mine.

All songs are legally licensed for commercial release. I rewrite, restructure, and remix every line until it reflects real life — mine, and maybe yours too.

This fundraiser supports a long-term mission:
• finishing my next album
• building a multi-year survival album series around real themes happening now
• creating music videos/AI visuals to bring these stories to life
• and producing beginner-friendly courses that help people grow with today’s tech and AI.

I’m not doing this for profit. I’m doing it to help people carry their trauma a little lighter.
If it helps even one person feel less alone in their frustration, grief, or journey… then it was worth creating.

🧠 Music built from survival.
🫀 Songs crafted with truth.
🎥 Visuals to make the stories real.
🤖 Powered by technology. Driven by heart.

I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

New tracks tagged #Confessional