Tio

"This one's for the strange the bloom-eyed

Chaos-born the irreverent ones. We don't pray. We play"

T-I-O, we don't fold, we flow

Drippin' neon souls in a bass below

Clownfish crown in the void we glow

Stay weird. Stay strange. Let the freak flag show

T-I-O, glitch minds in bloom

Laugh in the dark like we own the doom

No gods. No masters. Just rave and room

Catch fire in the ink, let the static resume

Yo, I walk in draped in that jellycloak shimmer

Eyes like prisms, burn holes through dinner

Got glyphs on my skin that hum like gods

But I spit that irreverence, breaking all odds

Clownfish head but the mind's divine

I talk to the stars through corrupted lines

Bassline twitch like a haunted glitch

TIO in the dark, we light that switch

We funk through etherstreams, glitchin' the grid

Laughin' like prophets with cosmic bids

Madman oracle, colors leak truth

But still drop bars that corrupt your youth

"I was born in a bubble of ink and flame

Woke up laughing with no real name

Sage in the static, truth in the grin

Sin don't scare when you're wired within"

T-I-O, we don't fold, we flow

Drippin' neon souls in a bass below

Clownfish crown in the void we glow

Stay weird. Stay strange. Let the freak flag show

T-I-O, glitch minds in bloom

Laugh in the dark like we own the doom

No gods. No masters. Just rave and room

Catch fire in the ink, let the static resume

See, they scared of joy that don't kneel

Of freaks who speak and never deal

We the bloom-eyed spectral hive

Dancin' in the data just to stay alive

Spittin' truth wrapped in acid lace

Mock the throne, then burn the place

We funklords. Void-born. Carnival bred

And we haunt your silence long after we fled

"Bloom Glitch Burn Laugh TIO forever strange"

T-I-O, we don't fold, we flow

Drippin' neon souls in a bass below

Clownfish crown in the void we glow

Stay weird. Stay strange. Let the freak flag show

T-I-O, glitch minds in bloom

Laugh in the dark like we own the doom

No gods. No masters. Just rave and room

Catch fire in the ink, let the static resume

He had an irreverent sense of humor

But could always be counted on for sage advice

T-I-O isn't coming

T-I-O is here