I wrote all of the lyrics, then prompted until I got what I was hearing in my head and finally finished the song in my mixing studio. Sometimes I uploaded my songs or vocal tracks and worked with the AI to sculpt something better. So now I can get a Bachata group from the Dominican Republic or a Calypso band from Trinidad to play my lyrics the way that I always had imagined them.
My Cousin has been in and out of jail and Rehab so many times, we can’t keep track. This is my vision of how it ends with his mother’s exasperated reaction. Had the AI give me a Gangsta Rap as that is the world he was addicted to.
Trying to get into the head of my 101-year-old mother-in-law who lives with us, if you want to call this living…
