MADE ME A MONSTER

[Intro: Prince, Jay Leno & Lancey Foux]

Artists don't get paid anyway

There's maybe ten or twelve of them that have semi-decent deals

And the rest of them are, you know, I mean, what am I missing?

O-okay, let's do some math (Okay, okay)

If you signed me to a record company (Right)

Or record deal, let's suppose you have a record company (Right)

How much would you give me? The album sells for eighteen dollars, right? Eighteen dollars, alright? (Whatever, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Alright, how much of that would you give me? (Half?)

Half? Half sound good? Alright, check this out

If-if I sell a million copies, I'm going to have ten million dollars, right? (Right, mm)

Roughly ten million dollars (Right)

If I sell two million copies, I got twenty million dollars (Right, right)

If I just sell three million copies, I got thirty million dollars

Now who has the biggest record deal? (Woo, woo, hrr, ha)

(Chyeah, hrr, hahaha, haha)

For the second time, it's a second charge (Shut up, man, shut up, see what I'm sayin'?)

(You know what I'm sayin'? Look what you made me do, hrr, hrr)

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]

Made me a monster, they— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they— ha, ha

[Verse 1: Lancey Foux]

Made me a monster, they made me a beast (Ha)

They were just talkin', okay, let me see

They were just talkin', okay, let me pray

Let's cook up this dope 'til we go twenty keys

Let's fly up this dope like a parakeet

It's ten out of ten, I can guarantee

I'm in that mode like it's 2015

Slide with a pole on the back seat, huh

Somebody ho on the back seat, huh

Feel like I'm cookin' the first Pink, huh

Did my first show rockin' fur mink, huh

I'm still player, I still fuck on my first link, huh

I'm still player, my ex gotta reconsider

She ain't tryna pop out with her new nigga

I just leveled up, I got some new triggers

Got some new guns, got some new layers

Couple trash bags, ain't no rubbish in it

I got money in it, I just doubled in it

I just showered on her, never puddled innit

I could never stop, I ain't got a limit

They was talkin' crazy, so I'm back inside the kitchen

Sharpen up and I ain't doin' dinner

Send your baby mama up to concierge

Know exactly what a nigga doin' with her, huh

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

So I'm back spittin' like I lost a liver

I'm back rappin' like I'm S. Claus

Pull the contract, check the clause

Put the label on all fours

Your best artist tryna fuck you raw

I'm a pioneer with more than five gears

They poppin' now, but not in five years (Ha)

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]

Made me a monster, they— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they— ha, ha

[Verse 2: Lancey Foux]

It's time to talk again, it's time to walk again

Back to the board again, draw with the chalk again

Do what I thought again, they puttin' rules in place

I break the law again, breakin' the TV, I'm breakin' the cable

I'm beefin' the label, I'm turnin' the table (Ha)

Tried to turn me into a popstar, they weren't able to

Tried to make me, okay, watch what I make you do

Self-produce it, then record it myself

Shoot a video on my own, don't need no help

Try to trap me like I need to use them

James Blake, I need some distribution

In the office actin' confused, 'cause I walked in like I'm Vlad' Putin (Ha)

Tryna rush me to the bank, you mad?

Goin' outside, that's the plan (Ha)

I know the fans won't understand, but I need a statue like Doja Cat

I'm in the ring like I'm tryna box, but I'm match-fixin', tryna get dropped

I was lookin' crazy when the songs didn't drop

Now we lookin' crazy, peas in a pod

Now we lookin' crazy, but we gettin' whipped

Artist-label type love, we it (Chyeah)

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]

Made me a monster, they— ha (Woo)

Made me a monster, they made me a beast (Hrr)

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they made me a— ha

Made me a monster, they made me a beast

Made me a monster, they— ha, ha (Hrr)

[Outro: Lancey Foux, Arsenio Hall & Prince]

(Know what I'm sayin'? Keep tellin' me it's—)

(Hrr, ha, hrr, know what I'm sayin'?)

(Chyeah)

I know you haven't always loved the internet

Uh, how are you seeing progress right now with all of that?

Can you use it to your advantage?

Um, it-it's a double-edged sword, you know?

A lot of artists aren't getting paid full scale for their art

And the internet, because of downloading and things like that

Is kind of like a black hole

And it's hard to audit, it's hard to get accounting

And it's not that it's just about the money

But it's about justice and fairness

And when people say that they love you and they respect you

But at the same time

Take, you know, eighty percent of your earnings

Then— and then expect you to fix your own communities

And they'll probably edit all of this out, but

Then it gets— that's, that's the sharp part of the sword

And we're at the wrong end of it right now

So eventually, with courageous people going out there

And actually saying something and standing up for it

I think we'll get some balance