AI Made Me Do It (But My Kinks Wrote the Script)

Time to drop another song cooked up with Suno AI. Haizz, I know – AI slop is flooding the web like a never-ending bukakke of mediocrity, but hear me out. Don’t judge me just yet. Or do. I like it a little rough.

Just like the previous track, there’s way more under the surface than the AI-ish cover art and generic AI vocals might suggest. This one’s based on a hand-written song lyric I stitched together from an old blog post from August 2018 – back when I was still fumbling in the dark corners of my own sexuality, occasionally bumping into walls, though definitly into bodies.

That original post was short, stiff (not in the fun way), and frankly way too tame for what it tried to capture. So instead of just rehashing it, I took the core theme – my journey through the foggy jungle of sexual identity – and rewrote it into a full-blown lyrical confession. Raw, dirty, intimate, evolving. A sweaty cocktail of self-discovery, queer desire, and the occasional wrong conclusions I’d still gladly repeat.

This version is way more than just a mood. It’s explicit, unfiltered, and damn near got me flagged by the Suno AI content filters. Seriously, I had to dance on the edge of their moderation cliff just to sneak this one past the bots. And that’s exactly what made it worth it.

The sound? Gritty, hazy, seductive – like a half-lit Berlin club bathroom at 4 AM, where you’re not sure what substance is dripping from the ceiling, but it’s probably not rain.

So yeah, another useless piece of AI trash for the world – except it’s not. Not for me. This one’s personal. This one’s a mirror, smeared with sweat, spit, and a bit of nostalgia.

Song and lyrics below. Sing along if you’re brave enough. To another few years of sexual misdirection and glorious, glorious confusion – cheers 🦄

Suno – Eat Me, Beat Me, Love Me

Lyrics

I am a pansexual boy…
I fucked them all and they fucked me.
Can’t deny I love the joy
of being bent or on my knees.
I’ve ridden rainbows to the sun,
pushed deep in lands far far beyond –
And yet I must admit – that I have really just begun.

Back in 2008, I thought I liked just guys,
Rode d*cks and bussies endlessly through countless bedroom highs.
But then I ate that “ussy” – spelled with a P,
got lost between soft legs, warm and wet and free.

By 2014 then I figured I was bi,
served lads and lassies pride with thick and lush cream pies.
Boys taped and tied my body, I begged for no restraint,
they gave me waves of pleasure ’til I nearly hit the faint.

I’m hungry, I’m thirsty, I’m craving for much more,
devouring every buffet – they even call me whore.
If you and I connect, with fire and with soul,
then baby, buckle up – I’ll lose complete control.

I wanna fuck you hard, I want you feel me deep,
Wanna rock your body and drown you in my sweet.
Wanna gape your hole, don’t care if front or rear,
I don’t give a damn if you’re straight or queer.

2016 hit, and I slowed the ride –
Took a break from slutting, felt asexual inside.
No cock, no ass, no pussy, nor hand or tongue gave joys,
The only thing I wanted was to play with dragon toys.

By stretching past the limits, a queen of monster size,
I opened up for business – took on 3 hungry guys.
They rammed me deep ’til climax, I screamed and came undone,
And once they filled me up… the game was back and on.

Wanna spend my life wrapped tight between your thighs,
licking juice like candy, dripping sweet surprise.
Softly kiss your lips – yeah, those on your face too,
master your whole body with tenderness in view.

I wanna fuck you hard, I want you feel me deep,
Wanna rock your body and drown you in my sweet.
Wanna gape your hole, don’t care if front or rear,
I don’t give a damn if you’re straight or queer.

By 2018 then, my body count got wild,
I declared pansexual, and unleashed my inner child.
Versed 40% boys, and topped 40% girls,
plus 20% gods from otherworldly worlds.

Don’t care about your gender, your color, or your style –
when something clicks just right, you’re my filthy-freaky mile.
So toss your fears, red flags, and clothes all away,
let’s swap some blissful spit… and tons of DNA.

I wanna choke on moans while riding you to death,
Clawin’ at your chest and stealing every breath.
Slap my ass and bite me ’til I bruise and bleed,
I’ll suck the soul out you like it’s my final need.

I wanna fuck you hard, I want you feel me deep,
Wanna rock your body and drown you in my sweet.
Wanna gape your hole, don’t care if front or rear,
I don’t give a damn if you’re straight or queer.

I am a pansexual boy…
with a 3-digit body count.
I keep on chasing every joy,
whatever turns me inside out.
But ain’t that what this life is really all about?
To try, to fail, to fuck, to scream,
and breed the madness out?

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