Awwwa

Verse 1
Producers sittin’, got the tools in their hands,
AI can do 90, so where’s the big plans?
Just press a few keys, let the bots take flight,
But ain’t no one takin’ what’s left and makin’ it tight.
Chorus
They could spin it, shape it, hit play and decide,
But thousands of tracks just get tossed to the side.
Listen, listen – find gold in the stack,
But who’s out here diggin’ in that AI track?
Verse 2
I’m talkin’ endless ideas, just ripe for the beat,
One in a thousand that knocks you off your feet.
Put it together, make the magic collide,
But no one’s playin’ chef with that endless supply.
Chorus
They could spin it, shape it, hit play and decide,
But thousands of tracks just get tossed to the side.
Listen, listen – find gold in the stack,
But who’s out here diggin’ in that