🔻 Song Insight: Song Title by 4Me2BeFree
Some betrayals aren’t loud. They don’t explode—they are designed, curated, rehearsed.
Some people don’t love you; they study you.

This song is for anyone who’s ever realized they were just a piece in someone else’s game. For the ones who walked through fire and still weren’t burned enough to play their part. It’s about manipulation disguised as love, about being framed as the villain in someone else’s story.

A match made in heaven, straight to hell. Some plans fail when love refuses to break.

[Intro]
I know you planned my end
[Pause]
A way to see me come undone
[Pause]
Planting seeds, seep deep inside
[Pause]
The depths of hell you upheld your lie

[Verse]
Did you ever think to try?
Is this how you've survived?
What's got you so fucked up inside?

[Chorus]
A match made in heaven driven straight to hell
I thought I'd never see love die
To think you were ever on my side

[Verse]
Your nights awake, planning a break
A slipstream ideas
[Pause]
A way to escape
Having thoughts, you made a plan
Begging me to understand

[Chorus]
History, a time seduced
Hoping to gain control
An illusion you craft alone
No way to deny the lie
[Pause]
You set the trap, Seduction, you think I can't deny
[Pause]
Stop…
[Pause]
Don’t
[Pause]
JUST lose control!
[Pause]
BITCH… Use your fist!
[Pause]
Make me BLEED was your plea, angered threats or you'd leave
Lights, camera, it's your reaction
If only to convince me to take the bait
You needed to be seen
Paint me as your villain

[Outro]
Broken plan I could never understand
To incite anger, fear, it never reared
I didn't see the same you
It was love that was inside of me
Now I see what you could never be

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Broken Silence  (Blues) (Explicit)

"Lights Gone Low" is a heartfelt journey through solitude and self-acceptance. This track captures the quiet strength of facing darkness with honesty. It's not a cry for help—it's a whisper of truth, echoing through empty streets and glowing screens. Let the low lights guide you inward.

Lights Gone Low

🎧 Song Title: Geek ON Fleek
Artist: 4Me2BeFree

I told you this was my life playing out in real-time. These songs… they’re not just tracks. They’re my journal. My truth. Each lyric is a feeling—some from the past, some still unfolding—but all of them have a place on these walls.

From the walls that crumbled to the gardens that grew in their place, every piece is part of me… or who I used to be.

This song is a throwback in sound, but not in story. The story is very much alive.

So it would be wrong of me not to quietly, respectfully acknowledge the man who helped this one come to life.

When I was convinced the world had run dry of compassion, he reminded me that even in chaos, you can still show up—for people, for animals, for yourself.

He’s grown in ways I hope to. And no matter what happens next, I’ll always be proud of him.

And he’ll always be my friend..

🎼 Lyrics
[Intro]
vinyl crackle
Just me, alone, thinking ‘bout you.

[Verse 1]
The way you walk in, I can’t pretend—
I want a friend, I want my man.
His ass is fine, lips pop true,
Gettin’ stuck on him like glitter on glue.
Textin’ wild stuff about the things we do.

[Pre-Chorus]
yearning harmonies
I want my friend, I want him now.

[Chorus]
proud, layered hook
He’s my freak that’s shy,
That’s my f**kin’ guy.
No one else gets me high.

[Spoken Interlude]
spoken, sassy, tense
You can say hi...
But he’s not bi.
voice spikes BI!
steps shifting
Bitch, don’t try—hold my hoops, I’m ready.
chairs scraping tables moving
Come here... stop runnin’, my poochies ain’t steady.

[Verse 2]
raw rap, sensual phrasing
That’s him, right there in the crowd.
Pink kink shirt, yeah, him—no doubt.
Shy at first... wild at play.
I’m his geek, he’s my freak.
His lips, his neck... down to his—
sharp harmony Shut your mouth.
He got it locked in.
Mad respect for the thrill...

[Bridge]
music screeches to a halt
Wait... let me spill the truth.
To be real...
We just started talkin’ a few weeks ago.
Yeah, I write these songs and have fun—
Maybe scare him a little... come on strong.
But hearing him get nervous is cute.
And you know what?
He showed up.
No lies.
He showed up.

[Outro]
reflective, cinematic textures
Whoever lost him... lost their way.
Maybe the same way someone lost me.
To the ones who walked away:
I’d rather live and love,
And die young...
Than be rich, old, alone—
Never knowing what it meant to be loved.
Whatever happens...
My freak on fleek...
He’ll always be my friend.

🔗 4Me2BeFree
This song represents what 4Me2BeFree is about: humor, hurt, pride, and finding voice through contrast. It’s genderless and genreless and glam as hell... and it still hits.

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Fleek Geek

“F, U, R, Y” is a high-energy, genre-bending track that punches through conventions with a mix of wit, chaos, and confidence. The chorus is a bold anthem—repeating the name "FURY" like a mantra—while the verses explode with unpredictable metaphors, dark humor, and surreal imagery.

The artist blends street-smart wordplay with abstract reflections on identity, rage, and contradiction—balancing heavy bars like “Do you really want your iPhone not to recognize your face” with satirical jabs like “Hold on to your nuts, this isn't your ordinary blow!” It’s unapologetic, wild, and wired with a restless energy.

“F, U, R, Y” isn’t just a name. It’s a statement. It’s a presence. It’s chaos wrapped in charisma.



F.U.R.Y (Anthem)

🎵 Title: Lali Lala La Lima – La Cerveza Última
By Unbekannter Künstler
Genre: Groove Piano House / Zampoña Flute / Accordion / Tropical Soul / Spoken Word / Urban Romance / Hangover Love

Step into a sun-drenched, flute-laced love story brewed in the heart of Lima.
A groove-heavy cocktail of funked-up piano house, seductive zampoña melodies, and Peruvian folklore vibes, Lali Lala La Lima takes you on a euphoric ride through neon nights, cold beers, and warm glances.

🍺 Cristal, Pilsen, Arequipeña... every sip is a verse.
🌆 Barranco, Miraflores, Plaza de Armas... every street pulses like a beat.
💃 A mysterious chica leads the way — and you follow, deeper into the rhythm, further from who you were.

Bilingual spoken word, flirtatious Spanish slang, accordion stabs, and hypnotic breakdowns blur the line between memory and melody.
This is not a travel song.
This is a hazy, heartfelt postcard soaked in beer foam and kissed by a stranger who knew the rhythm better than you ever will.

Still dancing in your bones long after the night ends.
Still humming like a buzz you never want to lose.

🌤️ Lali lala la Lima — the cerveza was última, but the feeling? Eternal.

LYRICS: 

I raised the glass —
and gold met sky.
Sun spilled through the Cristal,
and Lima smiled back.

No map, no past —
just sunlight in a bottle,
and the rhythm of a city
that knows how to make you forget
why you ever came.

Started the night in Barranco,
Street art kissed with candlelight.
One Cusqueña Negra went down smooth —
Dark like her eyes in the moonlight.

Pilsen Callao made my words go loose,
Like salsa feet with no excuse.
One sip, two laughs, three hours gone —
I was a song… she sang along.

Lali lala la Lima
La cerveza última
Golden foam, lips on glass,
My lonely night got drunk so fast
Lali lala la Lima
La cerveza última
Cristal dreams in a coastal bar —
She laughed, and lit up all of Larcomar.


Miraflores breeze through my shirt,
A buzz in my chest, not just from the beer.
She handed me an Arequipeña,
Whispered: “Te falta ritmo, extranjero, ven ya.”

We danced by the Plaza de Armas,
Drunk on light and lime and charm.
The beat got lost, the night got thick —
I swore I saw the stars do tricks.

Lali lala la Lima
La cerveza última
She spun like rhythm, kissed like sun,
And I forgot where I came from.
Lali lala la Lima
La cerveza última
One more drink, one more delay —
And all my doubts got danced away.

“¡Oe causa! Estás más perdido que cuy en ceviche,
Pero tranqui, papi — yo soy tu guía turística con privilegio.”*
“Tómate otra, y deja de pensar — que Lima no muerde, solo besa…”
Y si te portas bien... quizás te doy la sorpresa.”

But chill, papi — I’m your VIP tour guide.
Have another drink, stop overthinking — Lima doesn’t bite, it kisses.
And if you behave… I might surprise you.”)

I don’t know how many I had.
Could’ve been four…
Could’ve been forever.

The streets were glowing.
Not from light —
but from music that shimmered like heat.
She danced ahead of me,
barefoot in her sandals,
laughing like a bell lost in fog.

I followed.
Not because I had to —
but because Lima had stopped being a place...
and turned into a song.

The morning spilled through the curtains —
just like the beer did the night before.
Still warm.
Still golden.
Still tasting of her.

My head was fog,
my mouth dry —
but my heart?
Still humming something from Barranco.
A rhythm.
A laugh.
A kiss I almost believed.

Lima didn’t steal me.
She just…
kept a little part of me.
Somewhere between the flute and the foam.
Somewhere between the beat
and her hand on my shoulder.

Lali lala la Lima
La cerveza última
Still dancing deep inside my bones,
Still drunk… even when I’m home.
Lali lala la Lima
La cerveza última
A buzz, a kiss, a final glow —
And a hot chica guiding me slow...

Lali Lala La Lima

🎧 Groove House × Dub × Ironic Cool

A mellow yet swaggering Groove House cut with dub textures and a smirking edge, “Never Take Her Serious” blends confident male vocals, soulful piano stabs, and deep, bouncy bass into a hypnotic groove.

🌀 The mood? Slick, detached, and too self-aware to care.
🕶️ The message? A tongue-in-cheek parody of manosphere life coaches who preach alpha dog doctrine from behind ring lights.

💬 Spoken intros and hummed outros glide through filtered delay FX, while electric guitar accents slide in like side-eyes — only during transitions or dramatic drops. The hook? Short, ironic, and dangerously catchy:

🎶 “Never take her serious — just take yourself mysterious.” 🎶

🫥 Final section fades with moody humming and whispered gospel from the algorithm.

Lyrics:

Never take a woman too serious…

He's live again, shades on tight,
Streaming wisdom late at night.
Crypto dreams, no dinner dates,
Alpha talk through clickbait gates.

“Discipline.
No distractions.
Self first.
No reactions.”

“Never take her serious —
Just take yourself mysterious.”

“Never take her serious —
Just take yourself mysterious.”

Tells you "bro, emotions blind,"
“Fall in love? You're way behind.”
Mirror talk and protein shake,
Likes and views for wisdom's sake.

“She’s a test.
You’re the system.
She’s a guest.
You? The algorithm.”

“Never take her serious —
Just take yourself mysterious.”

“She’s a moment.
You’re the mainframe.
Alpha out.”

Alpha Chatroom

🎵 Song Insight: “Not Today”
🔻 Song Insight
 “Not Today” is a quiet act of defiance. Told in hushed tones, drawn-out hums, and emotionally restrained verses, the song becomes a eulogy for voices too often ignored — those misnamed, misgendered, displaced, erased. Each vignette tells the story of someone forgotten not because of what they did, but because of who they were. It’s not loud. It doesn’t scream. Instead, it asks listeners to sit in the silence… and finally hear it.
This isn’t just a protest song — it’s a cinematic memory wall, a concrete lament textured with vinyl crackle, rain, and raw human breath. The “mmm” motif is more than a hum; it’s the sound of being told to be quiet — and choosing not to.

🔻 Lyrics
Intro:
MMM—MMM—
MMM—MMM—

Verse 1: Powerful:
 Once there was a boy who
 Crossed out every label he didn’t choose
 And when he spoke the name he knew
 The silence wasn’t something new
“he spoke his name”

Chorus:
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— it’s fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— we’re fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
they’ll say
It’s fine. 
“It’s fine”. —
You’re fine.
“You’re fine”— 
Until  today.—
“To-oda-ay”

Verse 2: Powerful:
 Once there was a woman
 Who thought the papers meant she could belong
 But when the knock came late that night
 The flag outside no longer stood strong
—”no longer”— “longer”
 —”stood”— “no no no” 

Chorus:
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— it’s fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— we’re fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
they’ll say
It’s fine. 
“It’s fine”. —
You’re fine.
“You’re fine”— 
Until  today.—
“To-oda-ay”

Verse 3: Powerful:
 Once there was a student
 Who asked a question no one else would say
 And when the cameras came around
 They took her sign and walked away
“Away- away- away” — “walked away”

Chorus:
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— it’s fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— we’re fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
they’ll say
It’s fine. 
“It’s fine”. —
You’re fine.
“You’re fine”— 
Until  today.—
“To-oda-ay”
“Un—til” — “to—day”

Bridge: Powerful:
A home built from borrowed names
Hands held tight through sleepless nights
Morning sun ignites the dark
Shadows run — but leave their mark
“Sha—dows” “ru—n”  “leaving their mark”

Chorus:
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— it’s fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
— we’re fine
ahhh—MMM—
ahhh—ooo—
they’ll say
It’s fine. 
“It’s fine”. —
You’re fine.
“You’re fine”— 
Until  today.—
“To-oda-ay”

Outro: Powerful:
 By being silenced—
 By being shunned—
 By being erased—
 Because of name—
 Because of body—
 Because of love—
 Because of borders—
 Because of books—
 Because of fear—
 Because of flags—
 Because of a history they didn’t make—
 Still, we are here
“ Still, we are here”
“Here– here– here–”
MMM—MMM—
MMM—MMM—

🔻 Personal Reflection
 This song began as a murmur — not a melody, not even a line. Just a gut feeling.
Two years ago, I lost everything I thought was permanent. On July 4th, when most people were celebrating, I was learning how quickly silence can take over your life. That kind of silence doesn’t just come from grief. It comes from being erased.
“Not Today” came from nights of thinking about the people who never got to speak up — those who were named incorrectly, misgendered, dismissed, or quietly pushed out. People like me. People nothing like me. People who still deserve to be heard.
I didn’t want this to be polished. I wanted it to feel real. That’s why I kept the breath. That’s why we leaned into restraint. That’s why the hums linger longer than the words. Because sometimes the sound that stays with you is the one you couldn’t say.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
 With “Not Today,” 4Me2BeFree continues our mission: to take the unspeakable and give it voice — quietly, cinematically, and unapologetically human.
This track is part of a broader creative arc that blends memory, protest, and personal transformation into immersive soundscapes. We don’t write to follow genre. We write to follow feeling.

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Not Today

Cut through the noise with The Berk by Lazy Radiographer. A sharp, uncompromising alt-commentary track dismantling hollow rhetoric, ego-driven politics, and propaganda-grade confidence. Built for listeners who don’t buy theatrics, demand thought over volume, and refuse to tolerate empty cultural grandstanding. Stream it and get substance, not noise.

The Berk

Title: Und keiner merkt’s
Artist: [MostZaraki]

Written & created by me.

This song is about fighting silent battles, smiling while breaking inside,
and holding on even when nobody notices.

Please do not copy, reuse or re-upload this track anywhere.
Respect the work, respect the feeling.

Thank you for listening
and for giving space to the quiet moments we usually hide.
🖤

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Credits

Lyrics: Me
Concept & Emotion: Me
Production: AI-assisted 
Cover Art: AI concept
Mix/Master: AI-assisted

Und keiner merkt’s

October was a month of redirection, reflection, and quiet courage. I found myself looking at my life from new angles—asking not who I am compared to others, but who I am becoming in the spaces I choose to occupy. This month taught me that fear isn’t always loud; sometimes it’s the soft hesitation that keeps us from painting the life we imagine.

Between celebrating my mom’s birthday, standing in the presence of the cars I dream of, and watching everyone around me step into new chapters, October reminded me that life is always creating. Always moving. Always expanding. And we have a choice to shape our canvas with intention instead of waiting for circumstances to choose for us.

In this entry, I reflect on walking toward the things that call me, studying the dreams that scare me, and trusting God’s detours as part of the masterpiece He’s preparing.

If something here resonates—keep it with you. Add it to your own canvas. Soundbytes is about reflection, elevation, and choosing the dream on purpose, one month at a time.

🎶 Featuring music by Ragz Originale, Venna, kwn, Odeal, Destin Conrad, kaiyel, SWAVAY, and Sault.

Thank you for listening. This is Soundbytes.

 📲 Connect with me: @js.media.jpg
 🗣️ Drop a comment, like, repost.

Set:
departure - kaiyel
ice (feat. BAMBI) - Ragz Originale
Eternal Reflections - Venna
lord i’ve tried - kwn
Obi’s Interlude - Odeal
LOVE! - Destin Conrad
departure - kaiyel
5U - SWAVA
L.U. - Sault

the canvas - october 2025 - ep. vii

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

Comedy songs and dark-humour originals from a working radiographer. Satire, protest, and indie experiments. 

I write comedy, satire, and straight-up originals about life in radiography, healthcare, and the wider mess. Expect protest anthems, awkward truth, and hooks that stick. If you like Bo Burnham, Weird Al, and indie left-turns, you’re in the right place.

Genres: Alternative, Indie, Singer-Songwriter, Comedy
satire, protest, indie, acoustic, alt-pop

Spotlight tracks:
	1.	“Where You Fell”
	2.	“Gone but Not Forgotten (Lost Souls)”
	3.	“Lazy Like a Monday”
	4.	“Pass the Light Around”
	5.	“All Are One (Defending Every Soul)”

Welcome to Soundbytes by J. - An Audio Scrapbook.

Let’s archive something real. Pocket the little moments — they’re the seeds that grow into giant memories.

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

Music born from silence and sleepless thoughts.
Between light and shadow, I write what I can’t say.
Each song is a different heartbeat —
sometimes dark, sometimes tender, always honest.

Also known as MostZaraki in the gaming world.

🎧 Ambient • Darkpop • Indie • Lofi • Emotional Soundscapes 

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