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Mixtape

from Rain, Rain by Pyrophoria

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I made you a mixtape that’s not bad
None of that shit is sad
I’m not sad a lot of times I’m mad
I wrote a song for every wound I had
I ran out and wrote like a nomad
I drifted away like a lily pad
I was glad

They all want me to go back to the same
I wasn’t much of a flame
I was too easy to tame
I saw ocean wide and became
Flip flop walked there in the rain
I laugh now that I have a name
They complain
This rap and metal shit is strange
You’re wasting you vocal range
I’m making a anecdotal range
The theme is change
My former self I estrange
She pocketed shortchange
So fuck every little exchange
I was born to interchange

Someone said I sucked, I should get fucked
I wonder how to reconstruct
From feedback left by a dump truck
I’m out of luck
No one thinks outside the box so the radio gets turned up
By a chump
Icky but not Thump
I’m not gonna bump
All of it I lump
Midair off this speed bump
I’m just stumped
Rogers and Hammerstein found a roof and jumped
I just sat down and fucking slumped

Maybe you won’t like what I brought
There are songs that have thought
Pick a genre, it’s got the lot
They say rap is garbage but it’s really not
If you listen to Kendrick and not Travis Scott
I hated country until I found the sweet spot
Of songs not of tractors but shooting people on the spot
I like some pop but what songs? I forgot
Millions of people sing so that don’t mean a lot
I can’t with rock these days, I think it got bought
I just lie and say, hey man, nice shot
But those fuckers from the 90’s brought
Too bad all of them ODed and whatnot
Who is Billie eilish and why is she within earshot
Meanwhile I made a poem come to life on the dot
A Grammy to whomever is a little tea pot
Because I want to pour them out and don’t want a spot
I guess this is really all we got

So your mixtape is like a rainbow
There’s a lot of things I want to show
You but you must know
I live past the black hills where no one will go
Where nothing seems to grow
But I found something to sow
Got out my little hoe
Changed up the tempo
Not it’s not stuck on funeral ass slow
I ain’t good at allegro
130 and a drummer says no
Didn’t change how deep the words went though
Spun it like b-I-n-g-o
Yeah fucker I got 5 ducks in a row
That’s a joke I’m just Jane doe
But ima always sing along to get low
Even so
I write songs and although
No one hears them and I have nothing to owe
This is how I see myself glow
And every song on your mixtape I wrote you know
You make words spill out like an outflow
I wrote under a sky that was indigo
I was red long ago
No love could overthrow
I had been caught in the undertow
But broke off the radio
And sat in my studio
Let it all go
Came to know
Myself and said fuck an afterglow
I’m no longer going to tiptoe
I’m saving you for someday’s tomorrow

Here’s your mixtape
It’s late
You can skip eight
It was a mistake
It escaped
Now a fixed state
Qui sait

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from Rain, Rain, released August 4, 2021

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