No Later than 29 JUL 2023 I had spoken with or gave some feedback to a rap artist. 👩‍🎨 I think we were just talking about writing songs and I told him that I sometimes rewrite songs and I think he challenged me with. I mean, I mean it was a friendly challenge, but I was like I asked him. I think I asked him if he ever did that? Pretty sure he said no. I was like pick any genre of music and I’ll see if I can rewrite it for to make sense somehow and I think it was like 30 minutes to an hour later I replied with this and he was like oh my God did you just write that and I’m like yeah why? About that time I had sent some #CASHAPP transactions to my friends from Twitter Spaces Muholland Drive group chat. 💬 Anyway He. Ro. In. Killed my baby “🍸🫒🕊️” Based off The big three killed my baby The White Stripes @Jack White OK so I’m tagging you cause your name but you know the Jack White because white stripes PUNKIE BREWSTIRS The big three killed my baby * He. Ro. In. Killed my baby No money in my hand again * No money from my hand again The big three killed my baby * He. Ro. In. Killed my baby Nobody's comin' home again * Junkies comin’ home again Their ideas made me want to spit * Their desperate made me want to quit A hundred dollars goes down the pit * A hundred dollars goes up in mist Thirty-thousand wheels are rollin' * 100-thousand lives are stolen And my stick shift hands are swollen * And their soul sick minds are broken Everything involved is shady * Every thing involved is crazy The big three killed my baby * He. Ro. In. Killed my baby Yeah, yeah, yeah The big three killed my baby * He. Ro. In. Killed my baby No money in my hand again * My money in their hand again The big three killed my baby * He. Ro. In. Killed my baby Nobody's comin' home again * Junkies comin’ home again Why don't you take the day off and try to repair? * Why won’t you take the time off and try to repair? A billion others don't seem to care * A million deaths don’t seem to scare Better ideas are stuck in the mud * Lesser ideals are struck in the vein The motor's runnin' on trucker's blood loop * The heartless dealin’ a fruitless pursuit Don't let them tell you the future's electric * Won’t let me tell you the real predicament 'Cause gasoline's not measured in metric * cause human costs are measured in metric Thirty-thousand wheels are spinnin' * 100-thousand brains are taken And oil company faces are grinnin' * And rich progeny faces are skimming’ Now my hands are turnin' red * Now my cheeks are turnin’ red And I found out my baby is dead * Cause I found out your baby is dead * Yeah, yeah, yeah The big three killed my baby * He. Ro. In. Killed my baby No money in my hand again * not my cash in your hand again The big three killed my baby * He. Ro. In. Killed my baby Nobody's comin' home again * Addicted comin’ home again Well, I've said it now, nothing's changed * Hell, I’ve laid it out, something’s changed People are burnin' for pocket change * Human kind are begging’ for love not rage And creative minds are lazy * Vegetative minds are hazy And the big three killed my baby * Cause the He. Ro. In. Killed my baby Yeah, yeah, yeah And my baby's my common sense * And our baby’s our basic dreams So don't feed me planned obsolescence * Soul death fed their planned adolescence Yeah, my baby's my common sense * Yeah, our babies have common dreams So don't feed me planned obsolescence * why don’t feed them planned omnipotence * I'm about to have another blowout, yeah * I’m about to have another viral, hit I'm about to have another blowout * I’m about to have another viral, hit Source: Musixmatch