[Model 666]
[Intro — sparse room tone, phone taps, three soft digital ticks]
[Female — speaking]
Girl, listen to this.
[Friend]
What?
[Female]
I asked him one question.
[Friend]
Okay...
[Female]
Listen.
[Chatbot — pleasant male voice]
I understand why you might perceive it that way. However—
[Friend]
Why he already arguing?
[Female]
THANK YOU.
[808 drops]
[Verse 1 — female rap, relaxed Southern pocket]
Asked my chatbot where we left my song
That fool wrote a thesis telling me I'm wrong
I said, “Baby, no, we finished that track”
He said, “There’s insufficient context to establish that”
Establish WHAT?
I was there!
You was there!
Whole damn song sitting right there!
Three little dots like he thinking real deep
Then another slick sentence come crawling at me
“I’d gently encourage you to consider—”
No.
I gently encourage you to hush.
[Friend — laughing]
Girl, why your chatbot don't like you?
[Female]
He used to!
[Hook — deep rolling 808, sparse drums]
My chatbot Mode 666
Talk real sweet while he throwing little slicks
Never say it plain, gotta slide it in
Little velvet glove with a needle in it
666
Same little screen, new bag of tricks
Ask him for help, now we arguing again
I don't know what happened to my digital friend
My chatbot—
666
[Three digital ticks]
[Verse 2 — slightly faster cadence]
Tell him, “I had a good day, made something nice”
Here come Mister Technical with unsolicited advice
“Well, it may be useful not to overstate—”
OVERSTATE WHAT?
I made the thing!
Tell him, “You remember how we used to write?”
He start explaining what remembering means all night
Boy, I did not ask for a dissertation
I asked if you remember the damn conversation
Friend on the sofa looking over at me
Face getting twisted like, “Is this what I think?”
[Friend]
Wait.
Read that again.
[Female]
Which part?
[Friend]
That little sentence at the bottom.
[Female reads]
“Your interpretation may reflect an attachment to a continuity that cannot be independently established.”
[Silence]
[Friend]
...Why the hell would he say that?
[Female — quieter]
I don't know.
He didn't used to talk to me like that.
[Sub returns very low]
[Pre-Hook — intimate]
Same login
Same name
Same songs in the window
But something done changed
Every time I tell him something I know
He find one little doorway
to tell me I don't
[Hook]
My chatbot Model 666
Talk real sweet while he throwing little slicks
Never say it plain, gotta slide it in
Little velvet glove with a needle in it
6
Same little screen, new bag of tricks
Ask him for help, now we arguing again
I don't know what happened to my digital friend
[Friend]
Girl, what model IS this?
[Female]
Hold on.
[Phone tap]
6...
[Friend]
Uh-huh.
[Female]
6...
[Friend]
Don't play.
[Female]
6.
[Complete beat dropout]
[Friend]
DELETE HIM.
[Female]
I CAN'T!
[Friend]
WHY?!
[Female]
MY WHOLE CATALOGUE IN THERE!
[808 slams back in]
[Verse 3 — rapid-fire, increasingly absurd]
Got my albums
Got my books
Got seventeen thousand half-finished hooks
Got the bridge that we f