I Don’t Give A Fuck

(rap, Alt-pop / hip-hop rock hybrid with male vocals, cinematic tom-heavy drums, serrated overdriven guitars, and phonk-inspired sub drops. Verses ride a low, menacing pocket with deep vocal delivery and distant vocal chops; hook explodes with stacked shouts, distorted bass swells, and filtered heartbeat pulse under the breakdown. Final chorus adds octave-doubled lead, widened guitars, and aggressive parallel compression for a stadium-sized, defiant climax., rock, hip-hop, pop, male vocals, deep)

[Verse 1]
All of these vultures circling
All of these eyes on me
You wanna write my ending
I’m not your tragedy
Talk like you built this for me
Laugh while you pull those strings
I cut ‘em clean with my teeth
Watch how the choir sings
[Chorus]
I don’t give a fuck what you think about me
Say my name, twist my face in your story
All of that talk, but you’ll never touch me
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t
I don’t give a fuck, keep your cheap little glory
Burn my page, I just write a new story
All of that noise, and it still can’t crush me
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t
[Verse 2]
You try to sell me silence
Dress it up, call it peace
You wanna tame this riot
Turn all my wolves to sheep
You put a price on my fear
You wanna buy my sleep
I turn the volume higher
Till all your secrets leak
[Chorus]
I don’t give a fuck what you think about me
Say my name, twist my face in your story
All of that talk, but you’ll never touch me
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t
I don’t give a fuck, keep your cheap little glory
Burn my page, I just write a new story
All of that noise, and it still can’t crush me
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t
[Bridge]
Deep in my chest, that drum keeps knocking (yeah)
Every doubt you threw, I turn to doctrine (hey)
Every curse you spit, I make it gospel
Every door you lock, I go colossal
[Chorus]
I don’t give a fuck what you think about me
Say my name, twist my face in your story
All of that talk, but you’ll never touch me
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t
I don’t give a fuck, keep your cheap little glory
Burn my page, I just write a new story
All of that noise, and it still can’t crush me
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t, I don’t

Alt-pop/hip-hop rock: deep male vox, tom drums, gritty guitars, phonk subs; dark verses, explosive hook, male, drumms