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[Verse 1]
I wore my shirt inside out
Thought I looked expensive
Walked into the wrong door
Caught my ego defensive
Got a text from my ex
Said, "You still that guy?"
I typed, "Absolutely"
Then I hit reply
My dog stole my sandwich
Then he looked me dead
Like, "Bro, if you wanted lunch
You should've fed me bread"
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Wait a minute
I'm a whole mess
But I'm in it
Hold up
Don't you judge me
If I trip, I turn it
Into something ugly
[Chorus]
I got that pocket full of leftovers
Pocket full of leftovers
I make a joke and the room rolls over
Room rolls over
I look dumb, but I bounce back harder
Bounce back harder
If life gets weird, I just get weirder
Get weirder, get weirder
[Verse 2]
Tried to act mysterious
Bought a black hat
Caught myself in the mirror
And I laughed at that
I said, "I'm built for greatness"
Then I missed the chair
Took a bow like a legend
Like I meant to land there
My auntie brought hot sauce
To a potluck prayer
Said, "Baby, taste this first"
Now I'm crying in a stare
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Wait a minute
I'm a whole mess
But I'm in it
Hold up
Don't you judge me
If I trip, I turn it
Into something ugly
[Chorus]
I got that pocket full of leftovers
Pocket full of leftovers
I make a joke and the room rolls over
Room rolls over
I look dumb, but I bounce back harder
Bounce back harder
If life gets weird, I just get weirder
Get weirder, get weirder
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to half-time]
I bring the vibe
And the accidental chaos
One wrong move
And I call it a basis
I got receipts
For every tiny disaster
Then I smile real sweet
And I walk off faster
[Chorus]
I got that pocket full of leftovers
Pocket full of leftovers
I make a joke and the room rolls over
Room rolls over
I look dumb, but I bounce back harder
Bounce back harder
If life gets weird, I just get weirder
Get weirder, get weirder
Details
GeneratedMay 4, 2026
Duration2:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hip-hop comedy with a bouncy mid-tempo groove, swung drums, rubbery bass, and tight clap accents; verse rides sparse with playful stop-start phrasing, pre-chorus stacks silly ad-libs and rising synth bleeps, chorus hits with gang shouts and a sticky chant. Lead vocal is close-mic and deadpan with doubled punchlines, throwaway echoes on the last word of each joke. Ear candy: record-scratch flicks, cartoon horn pops, and a quick filter sweep into the hook. Mix is bright, punchy, and glossy with a club-size bounce., comedy
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Prompt by
Noble
NobleModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A comedy song with a sick beat
