In celebration of my 100th music production livestream (aka, the Vaporslime Workshop), I decided to give myself an extra hour this week, but the catch is that I need to record an entire song, vocals and all.

I wrote this song last winter to express some frustration at a particular music influencer that irritates me, but since diss tracks aren’t really my thing, the song is more broadly about musical gatekeepers, and the people who work to keep you excluded from the cool club.

Lyrics:

I’ve only got one head,
I’ve only got two hands,
Mr Filter, Here’s to you,

I’m doing all I can,
This is the most I have,
Mr Filter, here’s to you

Well it took a thousand hours to get here
And then you took a thousand more
Here’s another thousand hours
For a chance to try again,
Here’s to you
Here’s to you

I can only stretch so far,
I can only climb so high
Mr Filter, here’s to you

What a sad waste of time,
it’s the story of my life,
Mr Filter, here’s to you

So you wrote a thousand pages to shut me out
And then you took a thousand more
Here’s another thousand reasons you should
Keep me in my place,
Here’s to you
Here’s to you

So you drew the line right after your own height
And you use it to make everyone small
Well here’s a thousand tiny people and we’d like
To have a word,
Here’s to you
Here’s to you