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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Trash day
But I can barely see the floor
Cardboard castles
Every box stacked by the door
Every week you say
“Babe, I swear that this is it”
Then you waltz back in
With a twelve-pack for the cats to sit
Got a hallway full of gravel
Like we camping in the hall
You call it “stocking up”
I call it “living at the mall”
You my ride-or-die
But I’m dying underneath these bags
Taking out the garbage
Like I’m training with the weights and flags
[Chorus]
My wife, my love, my kitty litter queen (queen)
Bought enough to clean the whole damn scene (yeah)
From the porch to the truck, I’m doing squats in between
‘Cause my wife, my love, my kitty litter queen
I’m breaking my back
For your feline dream
But I still say “yes”
To my kitty litter queen
[Verse 2]
You got coupons, codes
Spreadsheet on your phone
“Babe, it’s fifty percent off
We should really bring it home”
Now the trunk won’t close
Neighbors staring like “you good?”
I just smile, wave
Like anyone else would
Step one, lift
Step two, pray
That the bag don’t burst
All over the driveway
Smelling fresh as a meadow
While I cough up dust
You say “you’re so strong”
I say “love or bust”
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I could build a throne
Out of all these tiny stones (oh yeah)
Little cat kingdom
Right here in our home
You laugh, kiss my cheek
Say “you know you love this life”
Yeah, I’ll haul every bag
For my crazy, perfect wife
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 7, 2026
Duration2:23
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Bouncy pop-rap beat with bright synth plucks and a rubbery bass line. Male vocals, playful and animated. Verses are tight and witty with stop-start flows; hook explodes with stacked gang vocals and quirky ad-libs. Clean drum groove, tambourine on the chorus, and a goofy cartoon-style sound effect before each hook to sell the comedy., pop
Credits
Prompt by
TboneBeastMode
TboneBeastModeModelAria v5
Prompt
Write me a rap pop song about my wife and her obscene about of kitty litter. I. Can barely take out the garbage
