Pet peeves

Song Created By @Ash With AI Singing

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Pet peeves
created by Ash
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Pet peeves
created by Ash

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Tiny ass eyes, weird looking face
Careful bitch I’ll put you in your place
Going at men from every direction
They ain’t ever getting erections
Built like a door but acting like a whore
you aren’t even what them slags are looking for
Always stinking, never showers
Yapping about nothing, goes on for hours
When you lay in my bed i fill with dread
The fumes from your fingers constantly lingers
Knowing that the stench never leaves
Is one of my biggest pet peeves 
Staring at men on the bar
Not caring if your friends go far
Always been so male centric
Got me writing a diss like Kendrick 
Shoving and pushing is all you do
I’m surprised no one has given you a 1,2
A black eye would make you look better
Cos the way I see it your a sex offender
Choosing a man over your mates 
Got me thinking you’re okay with date rapes
Asking if my doors unlocked
You’re praying your not being cock blocked
Around you we are constantly jarred
Always praying that you get barred
You never stop grabbing and groping
Seeing you getting punched im hoping 
Ignoring you behind a lock
Count your lucky stars your not blocked

Musikstilbeschreibung

UK drill

Liedtextsprache

English

Emotional Analysis

The emotional tone of the song is aggressive, confrontational, and derogatory, expressing feelings of disgust and disdain towards the subject. There is a mix of humor and seriousness, leveraging irony and sarcasm to illustrate the narrator's disdain.

Application Scenarios

This song can be applied in scenarios where themes of conflict, anger, and criticism toward someone's behavior are relevant. It may fit settings of heated discussions, competitive contexts, or performance art that employs satire.

Technical Analysis

The song utilizes a mix of brash, comedic, and derogatory language typical of UK drill, characterized by sharp rhymes and a strong rhythmic delivery. It employs internal rhymes and a conversational flow, with vivid imagery to convey the narrator's strong feelings and critique of the subject.

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