NATURALLY UNPROMPTED
UV PSYCHASSO

NU Final V.1.1

This is the finished demo of my song, NATURALLY UNPROMPTED (name subject to change). Wrote this as a Diss Track against prompters posing as artists, because a colleague of mine, who is an artist in his own right, and knows how to paint, how to draw, how to tattoo, how to sculpt, how to make music, decided that he’s not good enough, and turned to AI to supplement for his self declared deficiency. I took exception to that.

Lyrics

I gotta the sacred fire
Aiming higher
I got what you missing
So keep on bitching
That bullshit you spitting
Like computer is superior
With the demeanor
Of an ass kissing cretin
At Bullworth
For what its worth
You're not worth
The water wasted
Wantonly within the walls of
Machine Satan's new reality

Mind from my Earth
An assembly line birth
It's circuitry cursed

You might as well step back
Cause ya attack ain't stopping me
The tech bro conspiracy
Made an algy predisposed to hate me
As they slobber all over themselves
Of course it helps
It helps you out
And tells you how
Your inputs your output
'Cause it promotes itself
Like it owns the top shelf
Now ain’t that swell

Cult of artificiality
Your personality
Puppeted by the SPIRIT OF MISERY
Manufacturing fake mastery
You’re not like me
I'm john henry
You’re making a mindless mockery
Of majesty
Wearing a costume
And claiming artistry

Getting smug satis-fiction
From an instant gratification
To numb the pain
Of deficiency
It's easy pretending
You're only projecting
Upon a much doper ME

Got the dopamine
Of a porno fiend
Just meat stroking
Generating heat strokes
All you make
Are key strokes
No paint strokes
Of genius
Bro is broke
And repeating
What other folks
Repeating
Like an NPC
Set on the most easy
Difficulty
Get the fire stoked

Flame war commence
Stream of comments
Low ass conscious
More responses
Than accomplishments
You never got
Cause ya got
Nothing better to live for
Beyond the annoyance
Made miserable
For fear of being invisible
Keep trolling
Stay scrolling
Rot rot rot rot away
Like the man you're meant to be
And get forgot

In the face

Of my supremacy

Motha fucka

What the fuck

Bros moving like a director cuck
Telling a program to fuck his creativity
In front of him for all to see

Fuck outta here

Get the fuck

Get the fuck

GET THE FUCK