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What the Hell
Hip-Hop/Rap
What the Hell was released on December 31, 2025 by Tuna Shake as a part of the album What the Hell - Single
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Release DateDecember 31, 2025
LabelTuna Shake
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tuna Shake
Tuna Shake
Mixed Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MATSUBARA YUKIO
MATSUBARA YUKIO
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MATSUBARA YUKIO
MATSUBARA YUKIO
Producer

Lyrics

I’m mad for no reason, or maybe a thousand small ones,
Pull up to the drive-thru, fries cold, sauce missing, awesome.
I said “ketchup please,” they nodded like they heard me,
Open the bag at home—nah, they really tried to curve me.
Receipt long as hell, order still wrong,
Asked for no pickles, guess they heard “bring ’em all on.”
Ice in the soda gone in like three sips,
Cup sweating more than me dealing with this.
Public bathroom, locked door, finally free,
Sit down ready to breathe—no damn toilet paper for me.
I’m staring at the roll like “you gotta be kidding,”
Cardboard core spinning, this is how villains are written.
Bus late again, app said “arriving now,”
Twenty minutes later still standing like a clown.
Headphones tangled every time I need ’em fast,
Pocket looks calm till I pull ’em out—past.
Wi-Fi says connected but nothing will load,
Five bars lying to me like they part of a code.
Battery low but the charger’s at home,
Phone dimming the screen like “you’re on your own.”
Coffee too hot, burned my tongue this morning,
Wait ten minutes now it’s cold, that’s a warning.
Shoelace snaps when I’m already late,
Knot came undone just to test my faith.
Keyboard sticky, spacebar don’t work,
Typing full sentences like I’m doing extra work.
Auto-correct wild, changing words for fun,
I didn’t say that, phone, what have you done?
Neighbors loud when I finally sleep,
Silent all day, loud when I need peace.
Elevator closes right in my face,
Next one coming “soon”—yeah, that’s a lie to my face.
ATM ate my card like it was hungry,
Bank says “call tomorrow,” cool, love that journey.
Weather app promised sun, now it’s rain,
Shoes soaked through, that’s the theme of the day.
Every little thing stacking up in my brain,
Not tragic, not deep, just annoying pain.
I’m not fighting demons, not chasing fame,
Just tired of nonsense driving me insane.
It’s the small stuff, the dumb stuff, the daily attack,
Life throwing pebbles, never cutting me slack.
I laugh ’cause if I don’t I might snap,
So I vent on a beat and just keep it intact.
Yeah I’m ranting, yeah I’m petty, yeah I know,
But let me complain, let the whole thing flow.
No chorus, no break, just words on the run,
Getting all this out till the track is done.
Written by: MATSUBARA YUKIO
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