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MODEL, THEN MOTHER

Studied engineering and dropped out one term short; raps about the maths of getting out

style

uk drill
afroswing
sliding 808s
dark piano melody
male baritone
laconic and precise
sparse production
london cold
british accent
hard

the numbers

bpm: 136
key: G minor
energy: 0.70
dance: 0.87
valence: 0.36
vocal at: 1.1s
length: 1:20
language: En

lyrics

(fifteen tabs)

Discount rate, attrition, a column for the rent
I built a fifteen-tab machine to make one decision
And every input in it was a feeling wearing a number
And the model was correct, which proves nothing at all

Model, then mother, model, then mother
I built the spreadsheet first and asked her second
Model, then mother, model, then mother
Two years apart, and the second took four seconds

She said she tells them before they ask, and laughed at me
Not unkindly. The way you laugh at somebody's homework.
Two years of arithmetic to model a woman who was proud

Model, then mother, model, then mother
I built the spreadsheet first and asked her second
Model, then mother, model, then mother
And she had been telling people since the first week

(four seconds...)