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#imakeart

365

Hip-Hop/Rap

#imakeart was released on May 29, 2026 by 2175579 Records DK2 as a part of the album lovekills

Song Details

Release DateMay 29, 2026

Label2175579 Records DK2

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Skyte

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Cameron Charles McEachern

Cameron Charles McEachern

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

waera .

Producer

Tayolocs

Co-Producer

Lyrics

(Hi, Tay)

(Hi, Tay)

(Hi, Tay)

Let's go

I don't rap in this bitch, I make art (I make—)

Hop out that V with that pole, disem— (Brrah)

Ho-hop out that V with that pole, disembark (Oh my God, wa)

Get in that jam and you told, use a narc'

Damn, green beam glow in the dark

My-my diamonds wet, you gon' need a sonar

I offer dick, she gave up her whole heart

**** think small when they go for they goals

I'm a fat bitch, everything I do, go large

You sad 'bout a bitch, ****, T up and get the bag (Hahahahaha)

You a simp, son, just like Homer (Let's go)

Pop out that cut, we gon' leave him so scarred

Swipe with that chop, bullets pin 'em like card

You play with my honor, I'm breaking your guard

Get decked if you step, I ain't jackin' no cards

You loving that ho, let this shit be a lesson of mine

Get with me, I'm caressing her thighs

It get freaky, on God, therefore, viewer discretion advised

She with you, now her estrogen high

I'ma chill, laid back, get the money, professional guy

Pop out with a suit and a tie

Man, these fuck boys weak, I could call 'em a measure of time

You get shanked like a Yonko emperor kind (Shit)

Turn me up, I get hot, so the temperature rise

Got this shit from the doc, it's a medical line

I'm a young Tony Hawk, got perpetual grind

Can't commit to no thot, commit federal crime (Oh my—)

Like a fat bitch bra, I got several ties

I hate when a ho say subliminal lies

Bitch, I ain't hidin' just because I'm hard to find

Slidin' on every beat 'til I die

I'm with my twin, with my slime, sizzle (Hi, Tay)

She ridin' dick like a, she ridin' dick like a— (Womp)

She ridin' rick like a bicycle

Yo' bitch a dime, but my bitch five nickels (Shit)

My-my **** go ape, we make 'em run just like Temple (wa-wa-wa)

Scope when I aim, no chance a **** might miss you

Give me a break, no ho that I can't slide into

This shit hit your soul, ****, just like taiketsu (Let's go)

It-it get gory, that's if I get you (What?)

We gon' twist a **** like pretzel (Wait, what?)

My ex see I'm up, now she wanna go back

Bitch better find a time vessel (On God)

These **** can't see eye to eye with me

I reside on a high level (Brr)

I got this shit on me, like, try and see

I can show you the pipe metal (Oh my)

What the fuck? **** ain't even adequate

You try to peak, we turn shit into Valorant

Dedicated should be my only adjective

Bitch, I'm geekin', on my soul, I'm out of it

Can't get a reaction out of me, you ain't no catalyst

I'm stuck with this money on me just like magnet

You don't know what I been through, not even half of it

Do that boy like JFK, reenact the shit (Uh-huh)

I-I-I don't need help, I'm a maverick (Go)

She mixin' me for compassionate (Shit, shit)

My wrist look like avalanche (Huh?)

Bitch, I'm a dog, Malekith (Brr)

I left that ho, she look sad as shit (Baow)

Step out the spot, don't look trim, I look fabulous (Hey)

Racks in the jeans is the reason I'm saggin', bitch (Brr)

Bitch, I don't got you, on God, I ain't taggin' shit (Uh-huh)

I'm tryna crash, I'm far from a pacifist

Put a M on this bag 'cause I like the Mac in it

The L don't last, I always come back with it

If 12 come ask, don't tell 'em my slatt did it (Grrah)

I'm Aang how I got this bitch back bendin' (What?)

I think I'm addicted to rack spendin' (What? What?)

You suck, hear yo' song and we trash-bin it (Oh)

You are average, but I been immaculate (On God)

Yeah, I brought somethin' never seen before, I swear that she yankin' it

I woke up one day and knew how to rap, no practicin', ****

(Hi, Tay, Hi, Tay)

(Hi, Tay, Hi, Tay)

(Hi, Tay, Hi, Tay)

I don't rap in this bitch, I make art (I make—)

Hop out that V with that pole, disem— (Brrah)

Ho-hop out that V with that pole, disembark (Oh my God, wa)

Get in that jam and you told, use a narc'

Damn, green beam glow in the dark

My-my diamonds wet, you gon' need a sonar

I offer dick, she gave up her whole heart

**** think small when they go for they goals

I'm a fat bitch, everything I do, go large

You sad 'bout a bitch, ****, T up and get the bag (Hahahahaha)

You a simp, son, just like Homer (Let's go)

Pop out that cut, we gon' leave him so scarred

Swipe with that chop, bullets pin 'em like card

You play with my honor, I'm breaking your guard

Get decked if you step, I ain't jackin' no cards (Let's go)

Written by: Cameron Charles McEachern

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